Years

Tonight was hard. I was hugging your sister good night and she has started calling me "Mom". No more "Mamma" or "Mommy". She is getting older. This gives me a bit of an ache. I laid down with her for awhile and started thinking about baby Hadley. She took her first breath and felt our kisses and answered our love. We saw her eyes smile as she introduced herself to the world. I thought about one year old Hadley, she was so curious and gentle as she took her first steps. We saw her little feet begin their dance with the world. I thought about two year old Hadley, her toddler language would confuse and thrill us at the same time. We heard her begin her great dialog with the world. I thought about three year old Hadley, she began preschool this year and created priceless works of art for us. We saw her paint the world. I thought about four year old Hadley, she fell in love for the first time with a little boy, pure love. We saw her open her heart to the world. I thought about five year old Hadley, she began to read words, then sentences, then paragraphs. We saw her write her story to the world. I thought about six year old Hadley, her ideas and creativity blossomed. We saw her passions run through the world. I thought about seven year old Hadley, she learned about you, she became a big sister. We saw her carry the weight of the world. These seven years with Hadley have given us a joy that can never be taken away by time. How I wanted to have these years with you Frost, but time has already taken this away from us. Your years will be spent in Heaven away from us and the only thing I can do is imagine what would have been if you had stayed here for Hadley's eighth year.
I thought about one year old Frost and he was an Angel, we felt him smile down at the world.
Night, night Frost
Mama loves you.