Dearest Makiah, I remember those first few days after you left us. Time moved so excruciatingly slow. We had never been apart more than a night or two. Every second without you was swallowed up in missing you. I couldn’t imagine how I was going to survive for years- a lifetime- until I was able to hold you again. And the tears and the minutes dripped by so painfully slow. Now I can hardly believe it’s been 14 years! When I look back it seems as if I stepped on a bullet train with the days and nights of diapers and hair bows and bedtime kisses from all your sisters whirring by in a blur. It’s so different now with all 4 of your sisters in the double digits. Some people dread the teen years, but I am loving middle school mom life! We share movies and cookies and all the late nights I will let them have. They love to come on early morning mommy dates for fancy coffee or donuts. No one is playing hide and seek in the racks when we go shopping- my favor
Twins on Your butterfly bench 2023 redo on the bench… it’s still there!!!! Dearest Makiah, I always write a blog for you, my sweet girl, on your Heaven day. I’m behind a bit this year… we are out of town, and I’ve not been alone for over 72 hours. We spent the day at Dollywood today for the first time, and I was so surprised to see butterflies everywhere! It’s like little reminders of you were all over… even in the pumpkins! Last week I was in the car alone and the song Throne Room by Charity Gayle came on. There was such a strong presence of God and as I sang I had a picture in my minds eye of my dear friend, Carmen, and she was holding you. You were both dressed in white and worshiping together, and I sensed such joy. I read several posts just now in my memories that she had made about you on your heaven day. In the last post she said “soon, sweet Makiah, very soon.” None of us knew when she penned those words that, in just a few short years, she would b