Archive for: June 27th 2011

Jun 27, 2011

Hi Weeble!

Posted by Aunt Tricia on Jun 27, 2011 at 6:58 am

I love you, Weeble, and I still miss you every day. Your dad and big brothers finished putting the roof on the deck today. It’s beautiful, and I’m glad you got to climb up there with Daddy when he was first starting on it. Mommy worked on a calendar “center” for Tippy today. She got the pieces laminated and she told me all about her plans to use it for part of Tippy’s math lessons. There was this feeling though…words that went unspoken between us. Somehow I knew that we were both thinking about how much you would have loved calendar time, but neither of us said it out loud. There are a lot of times like that around here. Yet, there are many, many times when we just can’t stop talking about you. Those are the times we smile most. 🙂 I love you, Weeble, and I can’t wait to see you again. ♥


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Jun 27, 2011

Four Months

Posted by Daddy on at 5:59 am

Hi Beebleton! I miss you and I love you. I think about you and what you are doing every day. Sometimes the thoughts make me happy, but there is always grief at not being with you. I’ll see you soon, even if it’s 40 tears from now.


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Jun 27, 2011

We Miss You!

Posted by Mommy on at 12:12 am

We miss you like crazy, little Muffin! This grief is a physical pain. Just as my heart used to swell with joy when I held you and played games with you and sang songs with you, so now it swells with grief and pain at the absence of those joys.

I just boxed up all the sympathy cards people sent when you died. It was very kind of people to reach out to us and show they care. On the wall in the study, there is still a bulletin board full of the cards people sent when you were born. Even when you were alive, those cards made me so happy that I couldn’t bear to take them down. I still can’t. Birth cards and death cards and too little time in between.

We used to have our Weeble, now we have a mountain of grief. Four months seems like just a little chip out of that mountain. Only Jesus knows how long it will be before we see you again. I hope He comes today. Every day without you hurts too much.

Love, Mommy


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