4 years...

The pain never really leaves. Thank God for His mercy.

I am not as broken this November 26th as I have been in the past. Maybe because I mourned more earlier in the year.

The hope is still here and the longing and the joy too.

Thank you, Abba, again for the precious life of my baby sister and the chance to know her if only before birth.

I will be coming home.
Maranatha!