This last weekend, the unimaginable happened. One of our friends experienced a loss so incredible- that it has left me with tears in my eyes for the last several days. Our friends little girl went missing Friday afternoon and soon a search ensued. Surrounding fields, yards and houses were searched thoroughly, and divers were called to start looking in the nearby river. At dark the search was suspended and early the next morning, one of the neighbors found her body several hundred yards down the river.
This story touches everyone on different levels. The horrificness of the accident makes us all catch our breath and pray for the family.
As Easter Sunday dawned the day after they found baby Jayci- I couldn’t help but think of what we were doing last Easter. We were in the middle of our own nightmare. Ryan had been out of the hospital for a few days and was in a body cast. It snowed that morning and we wrapped Ryan up in a blanket and took him outside for an Easter egg hunt in his dad’s arms.
We were so close to having the same ending as our friends, and for some unknown reason- he was spared. I am so grateful for my children, you never realize how fragile they are until times like this. Stories like Ryan’s and Jayci’s are those of legend- as parent’s we always think that these things happen to someone else. But I am someone else. Jayci’s parents are someone else. I pray that nothing of the like happens to anyone, so please learn from us what we had to learn the hard way. Love your babies. Hold them close tonight, because others are relying on our Heavenly Father to do so. Memorize their faces and their laughs. Breathe in their scent and smooth your hand over their cheeks. You need their grace to realize your own.