About Daddy Will Carry Me
The phone call was unexpected and direct. It was good to hear from my pastor friend. Any connection in this time of nationwide covid-19 lockdown was welcome. I did not see her words coming.
“God woke me this morning and told me, ‘if you don’t do anything else for me today, phone Barb and tell her it’s time to start the book’!”
A book had been in my heart for years. There was a story to tell, even for my family alone–to help them understand, support them in hard times, and give them a chance to look through adult eyes at what happened to us all in 2003. I was willing to write it for them. I just hadn’t got around to it.
But with the phone call, I felt the prod. This book was for more.
Our daughter, Laura Grace, aged three, died suddenly and tragically one October morning. I look back on the young woman I was, who sat amid the shards of her broken heart, night after night, searching online for stories of parents who had lost a child and survived–with their marriage and faith intact. I searched for hope I had yet to hold in my own heart, that life could be beautiful again. Those stories kept me when all hope had abandoned me.
If you are grieving, this story is for you. If you are asking, “why?” this story is for you. If you are travelling with someone with a broken heart, this story is for you. I pray that as you read, I can hold the hope-light for you while you wait for yours to shine again. And I pray that you will know that you are held, carried in arms of Eternal Love, Peace and Strength.