Meeting His Big Sister

We were looking forward to visiting the cemetery as soon as possible after we left the hospital. Thanks to mom and dad’s presence, we were able to get a family photo.

Taking Morrow there felt strangely normal and natural. Of course I don’t like that one of our children is not in our arms. But there was something happy in a way about their “meeting.”

I had anticipated a whole host of emotions to rise up in my heart when this baby arrived and expected a fresh tidal wave of grief. I’m still waiting. It hasn’t been what I was preparing myself for at all. Mostly there’s been a lot of JOY, which is a welcome change.