Adelle - Our Angel Baby

When you loose someone you love, it is said, your heart feels pain that is greater than consistently pouring lemon juice over a paper cut. I can vouch for that! My heart still hurts everytime I think of little Adelle. But she came to me for a reason, I am sure. I think the most important lesson she has tought me, so far, is that I have a lot of people who love me... and more importantly... that I am never alone.


I am grateful that dad-in-law is retired and doesn't mind hanging out with me on the days when I feel I can't stay home alone. I am happy my mom doesn't mind playing a million games of Scrabble (and loosing most of the time), so that I have someone to talk to. I get a sense of peacefulness when I (still this week) receive cards with kind words from friends and acquaintances I thought had long ago forgotten about me. I am happy for packages that come in the mail at just the right time, for phone calls "just because", for a look that says "I don't know what you're going through but I wish I could take your pain away" and for hugs.

It's not a big mistery why God "invented" friends and family. We need each other... especially on those days when we're not even sure if we can get out of bed. But God also gave us pets... these little (or big) creatures that make us angry sometimes when they scratch the furniture or chew up a favourite pair of shoes. But ALL of the time they know when we're feeling sad and have this uncanny way of curling up with us and just making us feel safe. I am grateful for Bailey. He can't tell me in words that he knows that I am sad and need someone to care for and cuddle, I just know he knows. He hasn't left my side for 6 weeks and for this I am grateful too.