My children know one day they will get to meet their brothers and/or sisters in heaven. My husband and I know one day we will meet those babies we never got to kiss here on earth. We never got to welcome them home. We never got to name them or set up their nursery or see their faces. The love for your children, even those you never get to meet on earth, does not diminish over time. That love is still growing inside you, just as it would if the child was growing up in front of you.
There are so many things about heaven that I’m looking forward to. Meeting my children is one of the big ones.
When you lose a child, those that may have never experienced that kind of loss don’t understand your pain. There is no time limit on your grief. I still grieve the loss of those babies, years later. Yes, God has filled my sorrow with the blessing of children here on earth. But I still miss my babies that aren’t here.
“For it was you who created my inward parts; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.” Psalm 139:13
God created those children for a purpose, for a reason. I can only imagine the awesome things God has them doing. That gives me comfort. They are in the constant presence of their Savior. They are better off than me.
One day, they will be teaching me a thing or two. They can “teach me the ropes” when I get there. I cant’ wait to kiss their sweet faces, as they welcome me home.
For my fellow parents who grieve on a daily basis, who lost their child before they ever met them, who held their babies for only a short time here on earth, keep your hope. They are not gone forever.