Day #6: Books
Soon after Gabriella passed away, I was given this book by a friend who had also experienced infant loss. My friend found a lot of comfort from this book after her son died and wanted to share it with me. The first time I read it, I couldn't see the words because I was crying so hard. The message was wonderful and really felt like Gabriella was speaking to me in the words. Many times, Kaleb asked me to read it to him. We would sit close together and read, often stopping between pages to share our visions of heaven. I think it brought us both comfort. We know Gabriella is in heaven and we know that heaven is an amazing place. And this book helped us to imagine Gabriella laughing and celebrating with Jesus. Oh, what a wonderful day it will be when we are reunited in heaven with her!
Mommy, Please Don't Cry...There Are No Tears in Heaven
by Linda DeyMaz
Mommy, please don't cry...a beautiful angel carried me here! I met Jesus today, Mommy! He cradled me in his big, strong arms. He made me feel so happy inside.
Mommy, please don't cry...heaven is wonderful! Did you know the streets are made of gold? Real gold! I have lots of friends, Mommy. We run and play, we giggle and laugh. I can't wait to show you my secret hideouts!
Mommy, please don't cry...when I fall it doesn't hurt! There are no tears in heaven! I've met a man named Noah. He told me about his big boat, all the animals, and the very first rainbow. Have you heard of Noah, Mommy?
Mommy, please don't cry...we have lots of parties here. With streamers and hats, and the best chocolate cake ever! When it's time to rest angels tuck us in. I never get scared Mommy, there is no darkness here! Jesus is the light of heaven.
Mommy, please don't cry...the angels are always singing. I love to sing with the angels! You'd be proud of me, I have a pretty good voice. I must have gotten it from you. There is a river, Mommy. In the most beautiful garden you could ever imagine...and a huge tree with yummy fruit. The angels call it the tree of life. Mommy, it's so wonderful to be alive in heaven!
Mommy, please don't cry...sometimes I just like to be by myself. That's when I think of you. Someday, Mommy we will hold each other tight. Then you will cradle me in your arms and stroke my hair...and once again, our hearts will beat together.
Mommy, please don't cry...I'll wait right here for you.
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