I know you miss me and wish you could watch me grow up. But instead, you sit in that rocking chair, tears streaming down your face, arms wrapped around the blanket that was supposed to be mine.
I see you crying, Mama, wishing you could hold me. Wishing you could look into my eyes. Wishing you could hear me cry or call you Mama.
I want you to know that Jesus rocks me to sleep every night and while he does it, he tells me all about you. I know that tulips are your favorite flower and that every spring you fill the house with fresh ones because they remind you of me. I know you wear my birthstone on your finger since I’m not there to hold your hand. I know that you became aware of my presence one warm October day, and that it made your favorite season of the year taste sweeter, smell lovelier. I know that you think about me every single day. And I know that you couldn’t love me more than you already do.
You wonder what I would look like if I were down there with you. Well, I can tell you that I’ve got your eyes and daddy’s nose. My hair is thicker than my thighs and my chubby fingers compliment my chunky cheeks.
I wish I could tell you what it sounds like when I cry, but I’ve never cried up here, Mama. Because this place, well, it’s heaven. And even though you can’t hear me, I still call you Mama.
I have lots of friends who are missed by their mamas too. I wish you could meet them – their mamas, that is. I bet you would like them as much as I like my friends. You could talk about us – you’re babies in heaven – and cry together. Maybe, then you wouldn’t feel so alone.
When you are missing me, remember my heartbeat, Mama. It beat because of you. And it beat for you. And when you are sad because you can no longer hear it, I want you to imagine it beating to the rhythm of angels singing. Because that’s what it does now. It beats right along with the songs of the angels, and it’s really beautiful, Mama.
I’ve never felt your arms around me, Mama, but I have always felt your love.
I felt it as I grew in the sacred space of your womb. And I felt it when your heart shattered after the doctors told you that I wouldn’t grow for much longer.
And I feel it now. When you say my name. When your gaze turns towards the sky, your eyes searching for a sign that I’m up here. That I’m safe. That I’m loved.
And I feel it when you send me balloons every year on my birthday. I want you to know that I’ve kept every single one because they don’t deflate up here. They’ve been filled with your love and we both know that will never run out.
I see you cry for me, Mama. And I understand why. You miss me because you love me so much. But I want you to smile for me too, Mama, because I’m really, really happy up here.
I want you to know that my life is perfect up here, Mama.
And one day, yours will be perfect too. Because someday you’ll be up here with me, Mama. I can’t wait for you to meet Jesus. I can’t wait for you to see how good my life has been. And I can’t wait to see the smile on your face when you finally hear me call you Mama.
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To know that the pain you feel everyday someone else can explain in words is nothing but Gods plan
Jenny Albers says
Love to you, Marilyn. I think it’s important for us to share our stories so that others know they aren’t alone.
Armonis mama says
i love you Armoni mommy will always think about you never forgotten my love one day we will be together again & mommy will hold you in her arms.
I love and miss you so much my Calle girl… How i wish you could meet and be here with your brother… He knows about you, and will continue to know you as i will always keep your memory alive… Please watch over Steel amd me. Please help me forgive your daddy!! I love you so much, and miss you more than you know…
Wilma Sachtjen says
Absolutely beautiful article. I had the feeling that my two sons were very close! Thank you
Jenny Albers says
Sending love, Wilma.
Tegh, my baby boy I loved and will always love you ❤️ I will always pray for you. Dad and I miss you so much 🌸 As you’ve gone, we cherish all those 22 weeks with you. Your heartbeat will be the most beautiful sound for me 💖 Please always remember that you’re always loved 🥰 No one can take your place 🤍 You will be always remembered.
Mommy and Daddy