I just wrote this on my FB page,
“Five of my six will be here for Christmas Day!! This momma is excited. And I have some last minute shopping to do since I wasn’t expecting them all.😳😳”
I have seven.
One will not be coming to home again, ever.
He is at home with the Lord.
I don’t feel the need to point this out any more. I don’t feel the need to remind others he’s not here or to write, “five of my six living children…” Those who remember him know. They know he will not be coming home. Those who did not know him or the story of our loss would simply be made uncomfortable.
The truth is that his name is in the Lamb’s Book of Life, never to be erased. God knows him. God remembers him. Even if I grow old and lose my memory, my son will never be forgotten by God. Isn’t that what really matters?