...Til Heaven...

Last night we buried out baby, which was special. It had stopped raining, so we could do it, and the timing was just right. Like I said to James, "I want to get the baby out of the house, but I don't want the baby out of the house." It's time to move on, yet with sweet memories. :) We're doing well, and every day I feel better.
Yachal's little spot.

We post a couple poems on some stationary and lamineted it - just some thoughts of our baby. One was just a nice poem we found, and the other was by James.

Precious Little One

I'm just a precious little one who didn't make it there

I went straight to be with Jesus but I'm waiting for you there

Many dwelling here where I live waited years to enter in

Struggled through a world of sorrow, a world marred with pain & sin.

Thank-you for the life you gave mel; it was brief but don't complain.

I have all Heaven's Glory, suffered none of earth's great pain.

Thank-you for the name you gave me, I'd have love bring God fame.

But if I'd lingered here in earth's shadows, I would have suffered just the same.

So sweet family-don't you sorrow, wipe those tears and chase the gloom.

I went straight to Jesus' arms, from my loving mother's womb.

-Author Unknown

"I hardly knew my family, but someone told me this,

That spending time with Bonnie in this heaven of bliss,

Will give me an idea of what my mother's like,

And her and I are chanting...

'Continue on the fight'."

-James Heikoop

Katelyn by Auntie Bonnie and her sibling's grave.

The whole family. God is good.