How can it be that our Laynee is not coming back to us? She was just here, so full of life and love and happiness. How can she be gone from us? How can it be that we are not going to hear her laughter again? How can it be that I will never feel the weight of her in my arms again? How can it be that she will never hold daddy's hand again or ride on Grant's shoulders? Is it really possible that Jade will never do her hair again and Brock will never take her on the golf cart again? Can it be that Jamee will never hear the words she so longed to hear Laynee speak? Our precious little girl who was larger than life, can she really be gone?
Are we ever going to wake from this horrific nightmare and find that she's right here where she is supposed to be? Wasn't this all a big mistake? Shouldn't we be swinging her in her blue swing? Shouldn't she be here to play in the sandbox? Hasn't this gone on long enough? Isn't it time to go bring her back home?
CS Lewis once said that "grief is like the sky, it covers everything." In recent weeks, our family has found that this is so very true. It seems that there is no right or wrong way to travel this path of grief. I have created this blog in hopes that some day we will be able to look back on our journey and see written proof that our great God never leaves us. God is good all the time.