Dear Baby
You were wished for, wanted, and loved. Though I never held you, I loved you with a deep love. You died before you were born and our eyes never met. I miss that I never got to see your face or hold your little hands, or nurse you close to my heart. I miss not feeling your movements and if it weren’t for the pain, it would be as if you were never there. But I felt your presence, my dear little boy. And I weep as I write this in honor of you.
I’ve had many dreams; dreams of what you look like and how happy you are in heaven. And although your smile was never seen, you have made a profound impact in our lives. You have changed us in ways we never imagined. You have made us want to go to heaven, because I now see that it is the only place where true happiness dwells.
We didn’t see your first steps or hear your first word, but your spirit echoes in our lives everyday. Because of you I am a better mother, because of you I’m a better wife. With great grief comes great change. And though the change is full of pain, it has filled my heart with love, for you and for the Lord. I lost much but gained mercy from the Lord. When I cried bitter tears that seemed everlasting, the Lord wiped them dry and healed my heart. I can now laugh again, although when I cry I can still feel my heart ache for you. Your soul twinkled for but a moment, but your heart beats with mine for eternity. I love you dear David and I miss you.
By Patricia Rider
