Dear Emy,

Yesterday you would have been 8 months old. Your hair would be longer and curlier. You would be cooing and “talking” to us as you have in the past. We would have witnessed your first laugh. Perhaps you’d be so wiggly they’d need to move you to a big-girl crib at the hospital. By now you would be on PD and probably close to coming home.

Oh baby girl, you are so missed. Your legacy lives on. Today, we donated the last of your milk. We had a whole deep freezer full of mommy’s milk just for you. Now, so many babies will grow big and strong because of the gift you gave them. You shared your milk. We wish you would have eaten it all up, but that wasn’t what God intended for you.

You’re with Jesus in heaven now. Milk pales in comparison to the splendor of the glory of God. We love you, EmyG. We know you had a beautiful day in heaven on your 8 month birthday.

Love,

Mommy

2 thoughts on “Dear Emy,”

  1. Rebekah…your words are beautiful. I loved your Emy G as I prayed for her as her Grammy Deantha shared her news with our Bible Study. I pray God’s continued comfort for you and Ezra as you think about Emy, in the very presence of her Savior.

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