Sweet Girl, today I am so thankful for many things, but mostly, this little hand. The staff at Children’s Hospital was amazing after you left us. They came in and took molds of your tiny little hand and a locket of your precious little hair. Such real and tangible reminders of you. Some days I love looking at pictures or just thinking of memories, but these few keepsakes are real reminders of how your little hand was so tiny, but yet chubby, and that your hair was turning sandy blonde. I can feel you holding my little pinky and resting your cheek against mine when I see these sweet visuals. We would love to keep these little keepsakes out on display, but too worried that they would break. So we keep them in a chest and only get them out when needing a little extra love.
I can mark the last three Thanksgivings by your life. Three years ago we announced we were pregnant with you. Two years ago we had our first and only Thanksgiving with you. Last year was our first Thanksgiving without you. “They” say the year of firsts is always the hardest, but that isn’t true. Each day is different and each year is different. I’m just so thankful for these little gifts. Love you sweet girl and Happy Day of Thanks!