My wife Micky had a miscarriage this last weekend. I am finding myself more affected than I thought I would as time goes on.
The world is a little grayer today without you.
Did I know you, even though you were little more than a twinkle in my eye?
Were you more than a twinkle in God's eye?
It dosen't make sense that I knew you, but somehow it seems I did.
I knew you as the anticipated blessing - a gift undeserved, desired and expected but not yet arrived.
You were the expected joy that will never blossom, although other joy will touch our lives.
Will the emptiness always remain - a loss covered over but never quite healed?
Who are you now, and where are you now, little one who had just barely begun to pluck at the strings of my heart?
Those few plaintive notes are stilled, and I ache for the symphony your life would have become.
Go with God - only he can understand why such a thing has to be.
Some day, God and I will have a "discussion" about this - I will understand.
But in the meantime, in my human ignorance (no fault of my own), all I can do is ask him accusingly, "Why?"
The sorrow remains.
The world is a little grayer today without you.
David+
