This is not how I imagined my first Mother’s Day would be… but who ever, when dreaming of their lives, would imagine such tragedy would be a part of their near future? So I join the ranks of mommies who have to experience Mother’s Day with their only child in heaven…
I’ve decided I am going to be gentle with myself today… I decided not to attend church today because I did not want to throw myself in that situation, seeing all the mommies with their little kiddies… just too hard right now.
I did get to experience one Mother’s Day with Lincoln while I was pregnant. I was so excited to be a mom, and couldn’t wait to meet my little fella. I dreamed about the future Mother’s Days where we would celebrate together, not knowing that this would be our only one. I’m glad that I had those days of unknowing bliss that I could dream of our life with Lincoln, even though none of those days will come to be on this earth. I am so thankful for Lincoln, and him making my dreams of motherhood come true.
Jeremy bought me this little statue for Mother’s Day, and it rings so true to my heart. I fought for Lincoln, and protected and cared for him with all my might while he was here with us. And while it was incredibly difficult, I know that the ultimate protection of him was giving him back to the One who had blessed me with him in the first place.
When we were told at Riley that it was time to stay by Lincoln’s bedside, I held him for hours that night. I didn’t know when would be the last time. I told him over and over again, that we had a bond that could never be broken. The connection between my son and I was so precious, so strong. I knew that even if he left this world, our hearts would always be one.
So, as I write, even though my tears are flowing and my hands are shaking, my heart is full. Full of love for my son, and full of the expectation and hope that we will be united again. And when we have that reunion, it will be eternal. So for now, my heart is already in heaven, because my son and my Savior are there.