A Day of Remembrance

When I came home from work tonight, I helped tuck Micah into bed. After Micah was all set, Sam and I gathered the few items we had that reminded us of Madelyn--- the ultrasound picture of her scratching her nose, the bracelet with her name that someone at the hospital made for us, and a rose from the flowers we bought for her grave. We set the CD player to play Sissy's Song by Alan Jackson and then lit her candle. Sam held me. I cried. No words were spoken. Usually memorials are about remembering, but for us it was about what will never be. We will never hear her cry, feel her breath, watch her first step, or hear her first word. We'll never send her off to kindergarten, celebrate her graduation, or see her walk down the aisle. Today we grieve for all the moments that will never be.