Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Dear Baby Sanborn #3
Today was your sweet Pappy's birthday. He would have been 61 today, but it wasn't God's plan for him to be here for this birthday. I grieve over the fact that you will never get to know him the way I do, or your daddy does. You will not reap the benefit of his sweet patience with you as Andrew and Annabelle have. You will never have his hands to hold or his neck to squeeze. Your laughter will never come as a result of his antics. He won't hold you or rock you, sing to you or pray for you. At least not here. We are so sad about all of these things. But you know what little one? We know that Pappy sees and knows all about you. Someday he will hold you and rock you and steady you with his hands. Someday you will know this wonderful man who helped shape your life without ever meeting you. Someday, a long time from now, you will look into his bright eyes and see what we have all missed so terribly. We love you baby and cannot wait to tell you all about your sweet Pappy.