Today is August 3rd and it is raining outside. Not pitter patter drip drops, but it's a downpour. And it fits my mood today. It's like God opened up the heavens and instructed the angels to cry tears with me. I am remembering...
On August 3, 2001, God called my daughter Nia home. She lived only in my womb... never took a breath on this earth... yet my grief over her death is real and my pain is strong. It's been 10 years. My husband and I wonder aloud, "What would she look like? Would she love to dance like her little sister? Would she be athletic like her big brother?" These questions have no answers, yet we ask them.
It's August 3rd and it is raining outside... the thing about storms is that they pass. The sun shines again, but you always remember.....
Remembering Nia
copyright 2011
They say everything that happens
happens for a reason
God always has a purpose
God always has a plan
Although i believe this to be true,
i struggle with it when it comes to you
i nurtured you in my womb
for 22 short weeks
felt every tiny flutter, twist, turn and little kick
Made plans for our life together...
but those plans never got played out
Those tiny flutters stopped
when your heart played it's last song
My heart shattered
at the loss of a child
i never heard cry or coo
never saw smile or frown
a child
who never opened her eyes
to catch a glimpse of the family
waiting and wanting
to hold and love her
You were taken from us
way too soon
It's been 10 years
and we remember
we remember
we remember and we will never forget
You are our daughter
God's arms is the place you call home
They say everything that happens
happens for a reason
God always has a purpose
God always has a plan
i believe this to be true
because God has you
We love you Nia Janae
Rest in Peace Baby Girl...
