Most mornings with Abigail began with intense screaming. Angry screaming. Loud, angry screaming. The screaming continued until you ran across the house, half-alseep, terrified, not knowing where you were going, and opened her door to be greated with a huge smile. Abigail just isn't one to waste any of her day. It was very inconvenient to be stuck in her bed, awake, and wasting moments just because momma happened to still be asleep at 6:30.
Many mornings, Anna Faith, who was closest to Abigail's room, would reach her before I did, and I could just hide under the covers for another 30 minutes or so. My little momma would climb into Abigail's bed, lift Abigail over the side, and drop her onto her slide, so that she could slide down and start her day. Terrifying, yet adorable. They would then have girly time--lots of Abigail being bossy (which she loved), and Anna Faith taking care of the her (which Anna Faith loved).
My favorite morning, I awoke realizing that it was one of those mornings. The ones were I had been gifted with those few extra moments of sleep. I could hear a party on the other side of the house and went to check it out. The scene I found is forever stuck in my head. It is the picture I long for--sisters. Anna Faith and Abigail were decked out head to toe in girly-ness...bracelets, earrings, necklaces, tutus, even crowns. They were dancing and singing girly pop songs into microphones--taking turns, singing together, interacting, being the star...
My heart longs for that again. I do not have a sister. I have wanted one my whole life. I was determined to give my daughter a sister, and here she was now. Old enough to really play with her. Old enough to be her confidante, her friend, her partner in crime, her rock star sidekick. It was beautiful. Perfect. I am so thankful we were blessed with Abigail long enough to have that moment. That moment will be something Anna Faith and I both treasure until we meet little bit again.
that made me cry, and my heart hurt for Anna Faith.. I always wanted a sister like that too(I do have sisters but we are not close).. I am so glad she got, even for a short time, to be a wonderful big sister!!!!! I'm sure when they are reunited it will be amazing and beautiful! hugs and prayers.
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ReplyDelete"I am so thankful we were blessed with Abigail long enough to have that moment."
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful perspective.
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Oh this hurts to read. I feel for you and I also ache for my little Larissa to have her own sister back. I prayed and prayed that I could give Neveah a sister and they could be best pals and now....I just have to think about Gavin, Larissa was given a brother.....
ReplyDeleteWe miss our Neveah so much....I feel your pain dear lady and wish it wasn't so.
Found your blog today through RR. Your children are beautiful. Our sweet little girl is also forever 2. She went to be with Jesus on Labor Day 2010. Lifting you up in prayer.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Karol. I just skimmed your blog and feel like I could have written so much of it myself. That last weekend with your baby girl is so much like my last weekend with mine. I will be praying for your family also and thank you so much for the prayers as well.
ReplyDeleteAs always so much insight to your life, I agree that they were best buddies and princesses all the way, as you continue to post....we will continue to follow knowing that so much of Abigail's story has still to be told.
ReplyDeleteTears and love, my dear friend♥
I found your blog through RR and am so touched by your posts. I have never lost a daughter at 2 though we did lose a daughter en utero. Your honesty is so moving. I got to attend a concert with the Chapmans at the Orphan Summit this spring and also was impressed by their real-ness.
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Maybe I should add that we are naming the little girl we are adopting Abigail.
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Joy-Abigail is a beautiful name. My Abigail moved her little world and I know yours will as well.
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