

today, two years ago...we walked through hospital doors to be forever changed...
we learned of our daughter's passing today two years ago...i labored all day and into the night and finally delivered her on the 30th of November. we call that her birthday..the day we met her and held her in our arms. the day we came face to face with her. sang to her, prayed over her. cried over her and praised God for her. to be her parents.
two years does not take away the sting, it does not fill the gap nor has time allowed any filling of the void, no matter what "they" tell you about time healing wounds, it does not...not even with sweet little henry in our arms. he is not her. he does not replace her. while we are OVERLY grateful and overwhelmed with the blessing of henry, we still see our family picture as incomplete. it will always look that way to us, until heaven. a family of five, not four.
while we miss our little girl, what we saw and knew of her this day two years ago, we ache for what could have been. we still see little girls with long brown ponytails at the park or a little tomboy girl running with liam at school and wonder. we wonder, we always wonder. we always think, what if?
but the soothing balm to our hearts that always seems to take away the sting a bit is knowing for sure that we don't have to wonder where she is, who she is with and who cares for her now. we don't have to wonder if we will ever see her again or have our family restored one day....because we will.
i know i have been very vocal about my faith. i know it has probably sounded cliche at times and rubbed some the wrong way. some may not understand still the role Jesus Christ has played in our sydney journey.....but i tell you today....with my heart full of heaviness and ache and pain and grief still...that because a Man gave his life for me, for all of us, i get to see my daughter again. because of God's redeeming plan and his restorative heart in the act of sacrifice, my pain and grief ends on this earth. i will not carry it Home with me. there will come a day when all the pain and sorrow we feel will be taken away and our hearts will be FULLY restored, healed and repaired. that is the Hope we have, the Hope we place our faith in. that is our anchor and our life-jacket...
so you can't tell sydney's story of grief and sadness about her death and just leave it there. because she waits for us in a place where our hearts already are there. with her and with the Lord. there is a redeeming thread throughout her story. yes, she died. yes she is gone. yes we will wonder all our days we walk on this earth what could have been...what having a daughter would have been like...but our pain does not hit a brick wall, it does not sit at the base of a tree and grow nasty roots and die or stay dormant forever.....our pain will be transformed one day. but only because of Heaven.
if anything, sydney's story should always point our hearts heavenward. towards her and the Lord, of course but also towards our own journey and remind us that Heaven is our Home and this life here is not to be taken for granted...not to be abused or wasted. there is much to do for His kingdom here, while we are still here.
our baby girl taught us so much....we miss her terribly. still, even after two years. the only thing that fills her void in our family is God's grace and redeeming love and mercy for us. that is the ONLY thing. i am honored that our sydney grace sits with the giver and creator of that kind of massive gracious love.
sweet girl, i miss you. your daddy misses you and your big brother liam misses you. your baby brother will hear of your story and know you of you one day. you are never forgotten and always loved and treasured and we are honored to be your family.
today, me and your daddy and your brothers will walk to the park. along with your gram and grampa and uncle chris, aunt jenny and cousin's ellaiden and soren. we will send you tons of pretty pink balloons your way. we celebrate you and your life and what you mean to us....we love you to the moon and back sweet girl...