Sunday, December 22, 2013


Our last day with our sweet Lily was hard and filled with sadness,here, but it was also an insight into the hearts of our two newest daughters.

I was worried about how they would handle this as they like to know where everyone is - all the time.

Things just aren't right in their hearts when the whole family is not all together.

They were right there when Lily passed and were witness to our grief and our tears...

and they handled it so very differently.

My precious Lucy was worried and upset but the tears really started to flow when the finality of it all sank in... the loss.

Just in the short amount of time that we have loved our sweet girl, I know that she, much like our Lizzie, carries her losses very close to her heart.

The emotion and grief is so close to the surface for both Lucy and Lizzie that any loss is hard.

I finally scooped my Lucy up and rocked her as she and I both cried...
just a baby step on this journey of healing.

Our dear Maggie, on the other hand, wasn't sad or upset as I thought she would be.

She, more than Lucy, seems to really love the dogs and I was very afraid that she would not understand and be very upset by Lily's passing.

However, she didn't seem to want us to be sad.

This sweet child kept saying, "Mommie no sad.  Mommie happy."

All the while, she was rubbing my back, stroking my face and wiping the tears from my eyes.

Maggie wants to be happy and she wants everyone around her to be happy.

She has buried her loss.

Bit by bit, she has begun to share with us, her life pre-us and it was not great...

but she is strong and found her way to survive...

just be happy.

Maggie reminds me every night to pray for Lily and that makes her very happy.

I know the crash and burn may come and I will be ready to scoop Maggie up and rock her too but for now we are just meeting her where she is.

Our precious girls have much to recover from but their healing has begun.

He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. 
Psalm 147:3


  1. Sigh. What a path God has you all on. Hugs to you all!

  2. Oh Annie what a beautiful entry. And as always what a beautiful family!

  3. Thanks for sharing. It is so interesting for me to see the difference in my children that were adopted at age 1 and the daughter adopted at age 7. They are all resilient, though. So sorry for you loss. We lost our Millie after 14 years just recently. It was a sad, horrible, day.

    Merry Christmas to you all!