Today marks the 4th anniversary of our daughter Mary’s being “born into heaven”. On September 9, 2003, Mary died in my womb at 36 1/2 weeks gestation. I delivered my wee little girl on September 10th, weighing in at about 4 1/2 lbs. We don’t really know what happened but a possible “umbilical cord accident” is suspected.
Even at the time of her death, the Lord gifted me with a great ability to trust in his plans even if I didn’t understand them. Four years later I still have a great deal of peace about her, although I suspect there will never come a time when I won’t be able to sit and have a good cry thinking of my sweet little girl. Some say that it shouldn’t have happened or that she was taken before her time. From my perspective, she was taken in God’s time and for God’s purpose. She is in a wonderful place filled with love. She is in the arms of Jesus and His mother. Can you think of a more joyous place to be??? I certainly can’t!!!
So today won’t you say a prayer for my little girl that the Blessed Mother will give her namesake a hug and kiss from her earthly mother and that she will know how much she is loved and thought of here on earth.
God bless you. As a father of five my heart goes out to you. The story about “send out the hounds” is really great.
When my oldest, who is seven, says something adult, smart and funny I’m just amazed that she has anything to do with me.
What a beautiful tribute to your daughter, Mary. I just stumbled on your blog today…it’s lovely!
I lost a little baby, at 8 weeks, on Sept 23, 1995, and I will never forget him (?)
We can both look forward to Heaven with special poignancy so we can meet our children there.
Heather,
I am way behind on blog reading but wanted to tell you how beautiful this is. God bless you my dear.
I have lost 4 babies in utero but never so late as 36 1/2 weeks. How hard that must be.
I believe the blessed mother cares for our children in Heaven. Of course they are cared for my our loving Lord but He gives us so sweet and loving a mother as well.
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