“Weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.” – Psalm 30:5
Brooklyn is the rejoicing that comes in the morning.
As the sun wakes up and ushers in the dawn, my little Brookie’s eyes pop open with a twinkle and a smile. She is love and hugs and a kiss on the cheek before the words “good morning” leave her mouth. She twirls through life, as though there is perpetual music playing in her head all day long. She is my cuddle bug, my “Oh Mommy, you’re loo-lee-ful (beautiful)”, my twenty questions throughout the day, my hot cocoa addict and my big, brown-eyed darling wrapped up in a fuzzy purple robe. She is a treasure.
I lost a baby in February 2004. I was heartbroken, as only those who have lost a baby can truly understand. I wanted that baby so much. I wanted to know why God would allow a pregnancy to end after ten weeks.
Three months later we were expecting once again. Our due date was February 2005.
Brooklyn Ava-Marie was born on Tuesday, February 8, 2005.
Brooklyn’s full name means: “beautiful waterfall; running stream; giver of life; bitter sea”. In the midst of a bitter season in our lives, this beautiful, life-giving stream was born into our family. For five years she has blessed us with hugs, kisses and unconditional love. My morning of rejoicing.
Brookie, I am captivated by your wide-eyed innocence, your love for babies and puppies and early morning songs. That you know the words to “Pocket Full of Sunshine” by heart is no surprise to me. I am so grateful that God gave you to our family. I am so blessed beyond my wildest hopes and lifelong dreams to get to see your sweet smile every day.
You are my precious girl, and today I celebrate your life!