Today she is four. And I have so many questions... how long would her hair be? Would she still love Tinkerbell? Would she be wanting to be more independent? How tall would she have gotten by now?
And then I stop and think... What would her life really be like if she was here now? Would she need oxygen all the time? Would we be in the hospital? Would she still be that wild, smiling, brown skinned girl she was at two that blessed summer when she felt good and we were so happy?
Only God knows. And He decided that she would celebrate her 3rd, and now her 4th birthdays in Heaven.
In Heaven with choirs of angels singing, no sickness, no death, no heartache and no tears. No pain, no night. In Zion....
Happy birthday to you Princess Marie... the day you were born is the most special of my life and I am forever changed by loving you.
Thank you Father for two and almost a half years with this child that humbled us, brought us joy, taught us, bossed us, comforted us while we tried to comfort her. Marie was so... I cannot think of the word but just being near her made you feel good. Thank you for trusting us with the miracle that is your child.
We love you so much Mama... We hope you love your balloons. We can't wait to see you! We will be there soon, until then we know you are safe and more loved than we can even comprehend. Happy birthday Princess, the angels sang the day you were born!