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.

Celebrating Laynee

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Sunday, June 19, 2011

Father's Day

Dear Laynee Grace,

It's Father's Day today and days like this make your abscence seem very loud and evident.  There is a hole here on Father's Day because daddy's littlest girl isn't here.  Your daddy is pretty quite about how much he misses you. He works alot and that helps him keep his mind busy but it doesn't make the hurting stop. 

On Friday we all went and picked out a new chair for daddy's office. You would have had so much fun trying out all the chairs in the store.  I was a little sad thinking about a new chair because I miss seeing you sitting on daddy's lap at the computer.  Daddy was always the only one who could get you to sit still for a few minutes. 

Daddy made a pyramid with three of you pictures on it that he hangs from his mirror in his truck.  He sees it wherever he goes to work each day. 

Each time I go into daddy's shed I see your jacket that he hung on the bulletin board.  Daddy was a little frustrated with you that day when you got into his oil bucket but now he keeps that oil stained jacket where he can see it everyday.  It reminds us that life is precious, life is fragile, life is shorter than any of us know.

I miss seeing you run to the door to see him each day and crying when he left without you.   This morning as I remembered that silly, loud greeting he always had for you, my heart squeezed so tight.  I want to hear that again but I know it would not be right for anyone but Daddy's Laynee.  Daddy thought you were so very pretty and he still does.  Whenever we talk about you he always says "she's so pretty."  And you are, the prettiest girl ever. 
I love you sweet Laynee girl.  Watch over your daddy extra close today.  His heart hurts for you

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