Moments and Memories

Can I have memories of someone I barely know, but have known forever?  Does that make sense?
I have no actual memories with my daughter. What I have are Moments… a few moments that will have to last me a lifetime.

I wonder if she knows all the things she did?

A boating trip to Fort Peck with our two exchange students and her brothers…. (included in that trip an unfortunate run-in with a deer)…

Fishing with her brothers…

A girls weekend in Yellowstone Park with her Nana and Auntie…

An emergency trip to Gardiner, MT (northern entrance to Yellowstone Park) where her Nana and Papa had an unfortunate run-in with a deer…

Her brother Cooper’s first play (he was fantastic)…

Her brother Mercer’s 2nd birthday…

A Black-Friday shopping extravaganza…

Thanksgiving and Christmas, through all of the festivities and wonderful family time…

She was with me in the quiet moments….when I would talk to her, and tell her that I loved her, all the things I wanted for her, about how much she was going to love her brothers (and how tough she would have to be)…..

and those bittersweet moments…

the moment I knew she was gone…

the moments after she was born and laid on my chest, where I got to look at her and marvel at her  fingers, toes, and the fact that even at such an early age she was fully-formed and fully-human…

The moment she met her daddy, brothers, her nana, grandma, papa’s, great-grandma, aunties, uncle, cousin and her mommy and daddy’s best-friends.  People who have loved her from the moment they knew she was coming.

These are some pretty powerful moments, and I guess these moments have turned into memories. Precious, precious memories.

Thank you Jesus for these MOMENTS and MEMORIES.

 I have felt your arms around me, holding me, and pulling me towards you.  I have seen that I am loved by you and that you are my refuge and strength.  I thank you for meeting me in my need, for sustaining me when I feel the darkness creeping in.  Thank you for small moments of laughter and the hope that you have given me;  hope that allows me to rest in the fact that I am your dearly-loved child. 

Thank you for my precious Ireland for letting me see her, hold. her and most of all love her.  Thank you that I have my precious boys, I am thankful that they are your dearly loved children, and that you have big plans for them.  Thank you for allowing me to be their mother; to help guide and shape them into men of character, integrity, men with your image.

Thank you that my eternity is sealed, and that I will be with you forever.  That I will get an eternity with my sweet Ireland, and you Jesus know, that even an eternity with her will not be enough.  Thank you for the gift of eternity.  No end. No good-byes. Just forever.
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