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.
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“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.
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But with the phone call, I felt the prod. This book was for more.
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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.
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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.
