Many of you may know this very popular song by The Heights. The song is over 25 years old, but is a true song full of meaning for Jake and I. It's a song about finding your true love, and holding them close. We chose this song for our first dance as a married couple and it still brings back so much emotion when we hear it!
It not only holds emotion for our love story, but for the love story of how we came to find our next true loves, our two daughters. I truly believe in fate, and I know Jake wasn't a believer until these two "unexplain-able" miracles took place in bringing our two girls home. Jake's grandpa passed away in the end of August, unexpectedly after complications of heart surgery. He was a gentle man, who truly loved and cared for each of his grandchildren. The tears on all the grandchildren and his children's faces at the funeral and cemetery were enough to break any one's heart. He was taken too soon. I can't remember exact dates, but I do know that these were some hard days. We were struggling...patiently waiting for a match, had quit fertility drugs, and I was having a hard time finding my "place". I had quit my job at the end of the school year to wait for what the future brought, needless to say, I was just lost. Somehow, amidst the despair and these unsettled days...we received a call. THE call. The one to tell us that we had been chosen. Chosen to be a little baby girl's mom and dad..and she was due to make her appearance in 2 WEEKS. Liberty didn't wait that long, and there was lots of excitement before she was born; she was born 10 short days later. 9 days after that, we were on the road home. Our hearts and emotions were run ragged by the events of those 19 days...but our arms were filled, and our dreams had come true!
Job 1:21 states that "the Lord gives, and the Lord takes away". We believe in our hearts, that Jake's Grandpa had a hand in Liberty's birth. We know that he aided in the match, we know that his warm hands were on our shoulders,and wrapping us in to hugs when our emotions threatened to boil over. He was there. If we could talk to him, our angel, there would be no words to express our gratitude.
Fast forward about 17 months...Liberty, Jake, and I were ready for our family to grow. While we were waiting for a match, my grandpa passed away. He had had several months of recovery after breaking a hip in the fall, and had safely been home for a few months with his loving wife, my grandma Betty. Another example of a great man, gone too soon. No matter how old a person is, the grief is no different. All of grandpa's kids, grandkids, great grandkids, extended relatives, and most of all Grandma, know what a kind heart grandpa has, and how much he worried about all of his family. His rosary and funeral was a bath of tears. He touched each of our lives.
Jake and I said that we would know it was fate, if our next child was born or we were matched in the weeks after Grandpa's passing. We prayed fervently, that it would happen. It makes my heart pound to say that it did! Not even two weeks later...we were matched, and a few days later, our precious Bella was born. I can just see his smiling face in heaven, watching us as our family grew and was made whole. I know that he would be sitting in his recliner, smiling down on us and sending his blessings. Not talking too much, but just soaking in the happiness of his family. God took away a great man, but he most definitely gave us another angel to watch over us. Grandpa had a way of worrying about things until something was done about it. In this case, he was in heaven and had a true hand in our match and bringing home Bella.
How do you talk to an angel? How do you hold them close, and tell them how much you have prayed to them? How do you thank them, for bringing immeasurable joy? How do you tell them, that they are missed beyond words?
We can truly say that because someone we love is in heaven, there is a little of heaven in our home.
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