You can see they are sisters…
Even though Aspen has aged past Emily’s life here on earth, sometimes I see glimpses of her in my little one’s eyes. And sometimes I call Aspen Emily. And sometimes I reminisce. And sometimes I forget to breathe.
8 years ago today, I said goodbye to my little Emily, and I had to teach myself to breathe again. I begged God for another little girl, but he sent me 3 little boys instead. And through it all, I learned to breathe…and live.
And then when 7 years had passed, God decided in His infinite wisdom that I was ready. Ready for one more layer of grief to peel back. Ready to hold another little girl. Ready to breathe even deeper.