She has maneuvered her way into a multitude of hearts.
It's taken me awhile, the idea forming in the manner of a pearl, to recognize the extent of her sharedness. As cards and letters arrive at our address, as far away church bulletins that list her name accumulate, as her hands are held and as whispers fall into her ears and as laps don't want to give her up, the idea has been grinding slowly into my mind. There have been so many people who have, in so many ways, helped smooth over some of the irritation. People not just guiltily fascinated by the magnitude of her suffering, but who steal some of it away, leaving luster in its wake.
We've alluded to the idea before -- we understand that she is
not ours. But this realization is different, this idea that she belongs, in some way, to so many people who seem to love her deeply. We feel very fortunate to share Celia with all of the people who have ended up caring about her, our baby,
a gem. So are each of you who love her, too.
JEB
5 comments:
Thank you for sharing your dear.
Please don't forget that we love all 4 of you and we are so thankful for your generosity.
Celia is our blessing in many ways.
L2A4
P.S. Poppy John's Helpful Hint(PJHH) #16...Grandma Sandy's Whiskey Pong game was not well thought out.
She captured my heart from the moment I saw her, with her smile, beautiful red hair and those amazing eyes, truly a gem. She is now forever in my heart as is your whole family. I am so thankful that God brought me to your BLOG. I pray that my presence and words would indeed smooth the rough places, comfort the hurt and lighten the burden a little.
Love and hugs and prayers,
Debi
We do love her and you deeply.
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