Him and her

 

 

She'll be raised as our oldest... but will forever be a second child.

She'll know who he was... but never who he is.

They are both loved and adored... but she gets kisses and hugs while he gets tears and broken dreams.

She's in my arms... he remains in my heart.

They were both 7 lbs 8 oz at birth... but only she will grow as the days and years go by.

His silence brings me to tears... her tears remind me of the life she has.

His garden was planted to remember him... her's was painted to bring her smiles and sunshine.

I look at her and remember the brief moments with him... I think of him and remember to cherish each and every moment with her.

I will be the type of parent I am to her because I didn't get to parent him.

I took pictures of both to preserve each moment... but I'll get to have many more moments with her and many more photos to take.

I have one of the only outfits he wore packed away- stained with his blood... I'll soon be packing away the outfits she's outgrown- stained with spit-up and poop.

Their lives are so intertwined and yet he was gone long before she even came.



Many of you commented on the similarities in the way they look- thank you, I think so too :) there's no denying they're siblings and it's comforting to see some of Levi in this new life- and yet she is enough of her own person.