Hmmm, what do you know? Another Luke story. The other day, after an afternoon meltdown when I wouldn't let Luke sit on a stranger's bike at the splash park, I told him I would gladly drive him by the Lake near his neighborhood so he could look at the people riding bikes. There happens to be a Dam at this lake. At least that is what the educated Nanny thinks it is. Luke is always asking what things are, and for the most part I try to tell him, in real terms, what they are/do/mean. He's smart, so I never thought twice about answering his question, "What's that big white thing in the water?" I explained it was a Dam and that Dams keep water from flowing too quickly. We also talked about Beavers and the Dams they build in rivers. He was very interested in our conversation, and I, the proud Nanny, was excited to have taught him something new. That excitement lasted until his next question (about what the Dam does, or "dood" as he says) when I realized if he repeated the word "Dam" those around him would think he had heard a foul word. Luke, in his sweetest voice, said, "What's that Dam dood." Great, Luke, I think I just lost my job!
At 2:00 am this morning, our sweet Mary Grace was welcomed to Heaven. We found out this afternoon that she had a large brain hemorrhage. Reid and I spent three precious hours holding our daughter tonight. The nurses wrapped a pink bow around her little head and we swaddled her in a soft pink elephant blanket. During those hours, we told Mary Grace how proud we were of her fight, how she fulfilled our dreams of one day having a daughter to call "Gracie," and we even took a little nap, snuggled together as a family. If we told her we loved her once, we told her a thousand times. We prayed over her and gave her back to the Lord. We miss her more than words can say. I feel like we were punched in the stomach today and left with the wind knocked out of our lungs. Its so hard to understand "why?" in all of this. Tonight when we left the hospital, Reid turned on this song by David Crowder Band and we listened to it on repeat the whole way home. Its the exact state of our