365.

That's how many days we've been without you my darling. You were called back to heaven early on a Friday morning. I honestly never thought we would survive a whole year without you. I felt our hearts would stop...or somehow the world would end...that there would be no way time could continue without you. 

Absolutely every part of my soul yearns for you. I ache to feel the touch of your sweet, soft fingers. I ache to smell you..to feel you in my arms...to simply run my fingers through your hair. I ache to shower you with love.

You've continued to teach me so much in these days without you here physically.

Even as angels were calling you home, you're heart was the strongest I have ever seen. Holding you as you slipped back into heaven was so sacred....yet completely devastated and shattered my heart. I wasn't ready to let go. Even now...I'm still not.

Thank you for making me a mommy. Thank you for being a light in countless lives. Your purpose was and is far greater then we could ever fathom.  Thank you for making me better. Thank you for showing with your entire life that miracles are real. You are pure goodness, Adalyn Grace....A soul that bright and loving is a testament to me that God is real. That He is merciful, present and loving.

Thank you for giving your beautiful heart to Daddy and I. Your love is the most beautiful thing I have ever held. 

This was the last picture I ever took of you....in the early hours of the morning before you slipped back into heaven. Oh baby girl....you gave us so much love. 

I'm at a loss of words today my darling, so...here are two songs. The first is is the words to "Homeward Bound," a song we we sang so frequently to you. Little did we realize how fitting the words would become for your life. The second is your song, Addie baby....and encompasses so much of our feelings for you.

In the quiet misty morning

When the moon has gone to bed, 

When the sparrows stop their singing

And the sky is clear and red, 

When the summer's ceased its gleaming 

When the corn is past its prime, 

When adventure's lost its meaning -

 I'll be homeward bound in time 

Bind me not to the pasture 

Chain me not to the plow 

Set me free to find my calling

 And I'll return to you somehow

If you find it's me you're missing

If you're hoping I'll return, 

To your thoughts I'll soon be listening,

And in the road I'll stop and turn

Then the wind will set me racing

 As my journey nears its end

 And the path I'll be retracing 

When I'm homeward bound again

Bind me not to the pasture 

Chain me not to the plow 

Set me free to find my calling 

And I'll return to you somehow 

I look forward to the day we get to come home to you too. The day you return to our arms once again. I hope you know how deeply you are loved by Daddy and I . You are written on every single part of our hearts.

We miss you so much baby girl!

Stay ever close, 

XO

Mommy