Free
Yesterday you would have been 9 months old, today marks a month you've been away from us. It's only been a month but yet it feels so long ago. I sat at your resting place yesterday and closed my eyes to imagine the touch of your soft head, the feel of your cheeks on my lips, your rolls and that mighty grip you gave. The amazingly funny looks you could give and that bigger than any obstacle sass you could send out. Many people don't realize your trach was supposed to keep us from hearing your voice but you managed to let that voice escape the last few weeks. Seems small but to us it was the most beautiful sound. As I sat I remembered all the wires. Countless needles and lines and sticks, the tie changes and dressing changes, and of course that stupid wound vac- all things necessary and all things you are freed from. Never again baby girl will you experience pain and you will forever breath deep. There is confront knowing you are safe and with Jesus and most of all knowing so