Imagining

I recently learned my dad regularly stops by Noah's spot when he is passing through. There are not enough words for how loving his actions are to his girl.

And Saturday night, moments after the movie "I Can Only Imagine" ended at the theater, a dear friend shared a warm sad smile, and bittersweet emotions came.

So this sunshine morning led me on a drive to visit this very special place.

Nate and I are still carefully designing the memorial stone, so for now this so-simple name card means something.

Blue sky,
birds singing,
patches of snow on the ground,
sitting on the cold grass,
a video call with Nate,
hand pressed hard into the grass.
that once-so-familiar song playing,
big (okay) momma weeping,
a sacred time imagining our tiny one with my Jesus in perfect heaven. 

"I Can Only Imagine"
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Da4fnYIuV9s