The Hambrick Family

My dear Myla,

You were due to be born today.

I can't help but be overwhelmed with thoughts...

What would you have looked like? Would you have been independent and loyal like your sister or affectionate and wide open like your brother? What color would your eyes have been? A mommy's or daddy's girl?

And on and on I wonder.

I am sad that I never got to meet you. That I never got to hold you. That I never got to breath in your sweet baby smell and watch your Daddy dote on you.

Mostly I am sad that I never got to "know" you.

I am sure you would have been incredibly awesome.

I am so thankful for the short time I had to be your Momma. I cherish those few memories I have of seeing your quick little movements on the ultrasound, or laying in the bed, smiling to myself, feeling the soft flutterings of your life in my belly.

Losing you has allowed me to experience the great Comforter like I had never before. Thank you for that precious gift you gave me.

As sad as I am that I never got to meet you, I am way down deep comforted knowing you are with Jesus. I am jealous for the unhindered ability you have to be with him and worship Him all day long.

I long for the day I meet you both.

until then,

Your Daddy and I will always remember you. We will always love you.

always,
Your Momma

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