Sorrow and Happiness but Mostly Joy

My soul cries when I think of the hole that losing Mikey has left in my heart.  I won't get to feel the excitement of hearing his first words or take pride in witnessing his first steps.  But, even though it was just a brief moment in time that he was here with us I still felt, not only sorrow and loss but happiness and joy.

He did bring me joy.

The joy of seeing him move his small arm.

The joy of his embrace.

The joy of knowing that we do live after this life.

The joy of sharing tender moments with my children.

The joy of watching our family become stronger.

The joy of peace.

The joy that he has given me is not of this life.

It is one far greater.
It's the joy of knowing that we will be "encircled about eternally in the arms of his love".

It's an everlasting joy that speaks to my spirit and allows me to carry on.