Complete?

Let me first start by apologizing.......it has been such a long time since I have posted anything on here. I am not sure if there is even any one still reading our blog?? I have got to do better! I have probably close to 1,000 pictures on my camera that I must download and edit, and then post of my precious little boys! My intentions are to use this blog as a form of scrap booking, since I just can't seem to find the time to make actual scrapbook pages!! But today, I have another reason for posting.



Over the last five months there has been a tremendous amount of healing in my heart, since the birth/death of our sweet baby girl. Although the pain is better, I know it will never go away! It is a typical practice for us to go to the memorial park where Caroline is buried, every Sunday after lunch. We take the boys with us, and we talk about Caroline, that she is in Heaven with God and Jesus, we show them her grave, and then we blow kisses to her. It is such a rewarding time, while being so sad all at the same time. While our little guys were running around Sunday afternoon, I looked at my sweet husband, with tears in his eyes, and we talked about how much we miss our baby. I can't express to any one what it is like....we just wish we could hold her little body one more time, and whisper sweet I love yous to her. We know that she would never choose to come back to this earth if she could, but oh how we miss her! Each time we visit her grave, we straighten her flowers, dust off the tiny cherub, and admire the precious pink cross her Daddy made for her. I have to admit as I look around at the other graves, and the headstones, I am always a little jealous that our sweet baby's headstone is not in place. But, as strange as it is, sort of glad that it is not, because to me, when her headstone is finished and delivered, that is the true end to our journey. I just can't fathom what it is going to be like to see my precious baby's name on a headstone. We waited for almost 33 weeks to meet her, spent 17 weeks wondering how we would cope with not having her in our arms, and we have spent 20 weeks waiting on the news that her headstone is ready. Today, we found out that her headstone will be delivered tomorrow, and that we can come and view it tomorrow afternoon. I am so happy that it is ready, and I am looking forward to seeing it. We put a lot of time and effort into choosing the perfect cross, the best lamb, and the sweetest angel, so finally getting to see it will be good. But, at the same time, I am flooded with sadness. I know looking at her tiny little grave with her headstone will be bittersweet. For me, it is the end to a long journey, but the beginning of another. It will just seem so final to me. So, if you think about it, just please say a prayer for us tomorrow. It will be hard for me to go and purchase the "perfect" flowers to put on her grave, as well as finally having the opportunity to visit Caroline's completed grave.



" I thank my God every time I remember you". Philippians 1:3

(the verse on her headstone)