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
"A man may plot out his course, but it is the LORD who directs his steps." Proverbs 16:9
I found your blog on Team Lashlee. I have followed for a while now. You are such an encouragement and I have not and probably will not ever meet you. Thanks for sharing your life!
ReplyDeleteWhat beautiful mornings you have together :-)
ReplyDeleteSuch sweet pictures! What a special time for both of you.
ReplyDeleteSuch sweet pictures!! She is beautiful!!
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