One day I will put ribbons and bows in her hair, and not flowers on her grave.
One day I will cradle her warm body in my arms instead of her empty blankets.
One day I will lay her ever so gently down to bed instead of crying myself to sleep in my pillow.
One day I will look into her beautiful eyes for the first time, and she will sleep no more.
But it's not today.
This is today.
And it is still just so hard.
So today I will hold on a little longer. And tomorrow I will do it again.
Today I will remember that the Lord loves me. And tomorrow I will do it again.
Today I will love Him, too, for “eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him” and wait for Him. (1 Corinthians 2:9).
Today I will smile and hug and love on Mariah's brothers and sisters, and help them love God, too.
Today I will remember with every thought of her, that Heavenly Father is working something good for me.
And tomorrow I will do it again.
Because one day, the Lord will dry all my tears, and take away all my sorrows.
We miss you so much, sweet darling Mariah, and love you even more. Forever.