October 15, 1996
The wind rustled through the trees, the planes flew high overhead, the waiting was finally over- there wasn't much more to be said. And as we sat out in the sun, the crickets chirped their song, our thoughts were on the miracle- that from now would not take long. On this lovely October day, I couldn't help but reminisce, to the times when it was me experiencing such painful bliss. But, oh-to be just a little fly, and quietly poke my head inside. To be there to share this dream, to eventually see that the baby had cried. The cry that would mean life itself- the lungs that will take in air. Oh to hold her and give comfort- if only we could be there. But as the sun slowly starts to set, in our hearts this day will adorn, a memory never to be forgot - For on this day, Alyssa was born.
October 19, 1996
The wind rustled through the trees, the planes flew high overhead, the waiting was finally over- there wasn't much more to be said. For now it is four days later, and time will be needed to heal. To rejoice in the coming and then passing, to remember her look and touch to feel. She blessed us for such a short time, a precious part of our family, but today she left us to go, into Jehovah's loving memory. And so we'll need to wait for the day, when Jehovah revives her from sleep - and places Alyssa in Scott and Christi's arms, to always love and forever keep...
