"It doesn't look good, "my friend said," the doctors say there is little chance her baby will make it."
I used to think about them all the time, but as time went on, it was easier not to. This was the phone call that broke me wide open. The part of my mind that I had kept virtually out of reach, the place that time had made just part of my story instead of the deeply heart- wrenching memories they were...everything came flooding back and I had to sit down.
Two lives began on two different days inside this womb of mine.
Two times God thought it best for them to go straight home with Him.
They must be two amazing kids!
Why else would He decide to take them so quickly?
Or maybe, it was more about what He wanted to teach me through losing them?
God and I could talk that question over some day down the road...
But still I couldn't help but wonder:
Can they feel my love for them?
Do they have Mommy's curls or Daddy's freckles?
What was growing up like?
Do they understand how much they mean to me?
Do they know I haven't forgotten them?
Will I ever get to hold them in my arms, tickle them, or cuddle?
By instinct, Will they even know who I am...or...
Will God need to introduce all of us, that unspeakably wonderful day, when my whole family makes it home for our first official reunion?
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