My breath entirely exits my lungs at the thought of the day I can no longer see the ink that was pressed between the tiny and perfect hands and feet of my daughter and my bible, it is continually fading. My hands have wiped away so many tears since the day I assisted the nurse with these prints in the delivery room almost 3 years ago.
Sure, I have her prints saved in other places, but this bible has been there through my highest highs and lowest lows. I lamented through the pages and found joy I didn't believe could possibly exist after experiencing the darkest places of living life without my daughter here. Yet, my hands cannot help but outline each print every time my bible is in hand. ••
Even though my flesh writhes in sorrow, my heart overflows knowing that these exact prints are making their way through the streets of gold. ••
“The LORD gave and the LORD has taken away; may the name of the LORD be praised.””
Job 1:21 ⚓️ #BlairReece #hopemommies #grief #pregnancyloss