As a parent you dream about all kinds of firsts. First smiles, first words, first steps, first birthdays, and first days of school. A few days ago, I came across Bailey's baby book, and I was confronted once again with the harsh reality of all the firsts we never had, or ever will have with our precious daughter.
Through my tears, I was reflecting on this past year of firsts. The kind you pray that you will never experience. The first birthdays, holidays, anniversaries, and family photos without your precious loved one present. After lots of tears (and believe me there were a lot) I called my best friend. First he just listened and then he said, "Heather, our beautiful daughter is the first to experience pure joy, she is the first to sit at Jesus' feet, she has experienced the best kind of firsts." I was so grateful for Matt's words, they brought me such comfort, and a much needed perspective.
We have lived through a lot of our firsts without Bailey, and while we desperately miss her presence, her sweet coos, and delicate curls. We praise God daily that he rescued our beautiful daughter from her suffering.
We miss you Bailey, and we can't wait to experience "firsts" with you in Heaven.