Every night we pray for Lola. I ask God to let her know we are thinking of her, miss her, and please give her a hug from her mom. I hope this happens, I can almost imagine it. I have this feeling deep in my soul that each day she needs to know someone on earth is thinking of her, even if everyday it is me. That she is never forgotten. People move on, their lives move on...but there is something about loosing a child that never makes you move on. It is tattooed permanently on my heart. When I have a moment of peace in my everyday routine, I tend to think of Lola. Maybe that’s because she’s at peace as well...it is our common meeting ground.
Love,
The mother of an angel
Thursday, January 16, 2020
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