It's hard to believe that this moment was four years ago today. The joy of welcoming our little girl into this world and into our family was the best day of our lives, along with our boys' birthdays. Loosing her was the worst. Everytime I visit the cemetery I marvel at the fact that the best day and worst day of our lives are commemorated on her marker. 2010 was a year I both love and hate.
Soon we will leave for the cemetery with balloons marked with our messages to Olivia. Parrish will go with us and we will release them together and then have cake to celebrate that happy day and her life here on earth.
Even though we ache to hold her and smell her and see her and know her as a four-year-old little girl, we are comforted that she wouldn't want to come back, even if she could. This weekend at my church women's retreat a speaker there said, "the soul NEVER DIES." We miss her physical form but mostly we miss her soul and spirit...and that is alive and well with our God!! So thankful for that comforting truth and the promise that our souls will be together again one day.
Yes, we are of good courage, and we would rather be away from the body and at home with The Lord.
2 Corinthians 5:8
And the dust returns as it was, and the spirit returns to God who gave it.