That is how long it has been since you received your perfect healing. It seems like an eternity and yet like a millisecond all at the same time.
Your face is etched into my soul, your eyes pierce my heart… your smell envelops my senses.
I cry at the oddest moments.. Riding in the car. Petting the dog.
In my sleep.
I long to see your face one more time, to hold your hand, to see your smile.
To hear you sing.
I miss you.
You were perfect, yet broken.
Now you are everything that we always prayed for you to be here on earth.
But that doesn’t make living without you any easier.
I want you back, which is a totally selfish thought on my part.
Because having you back would mean making you leave there… and I know you are whole there.
You are free there.
You are happy there.
And you being there makes heaven even more real to those of us down here who long to see you again.
You were dearly deeply emphatically loved, Emma Grace.