Joy

Joy in the morning, joy in the evening. Although I am missing you like crazy I still feel joy. I know you are with me wherever I go but it's not physical like I wish it was. I wished I could teach you all about my crazy obession with football. I wish I could feed you ice cream and watch your reaction or just to hear you babble some words out. Oh my sweet joy, Garrison, times I have wished and longed for your fingers to wrap around mine or to see you eyes glazing into mine as I try my best to sing tinkle tinkle little star. In those months you lived in NICU, you had me wrapped up in your love. I am sure you are wrapped up in God's love, playing with Isiah. How jealous I am of you all playing and loving on each other in heaven. In due time, whenever God calls me home, I'm sure you will run to me with open arms!! I miss you my joy!

Sincerely,

Mommy