When the song was being sung I felt a strong breeze swoosh across my face. There were no doors or windows open at the time. I knew Jenny was still there with us for the last time. Janell Watson and her family sang. Dori Lee, Jennifer’s nursery leader, talked about her memories of our daughter. A speaker at the funeral recited a poem. It described a ship setting out to sea. When we can no longer see it, we say,“There she goes,” yet someone on the other side of the horizon says,
An autopsy was done by the hospital to inquire into the cause of her death. When it was completed we were disappointed. All they could discover was she had a virus. They were unable to isolate the type. Her death certificate succcintly stated cause of death as “acute viral sepsis.” We continued on without her. She was gone!“Here she comes.”I’m very sure with every fiber of my being that Jenny’s Grandparents were waiting on the other side, exclaiming literally,“Here she comes.”
You never get over losing a child; you just learn to live with it.
I have found that to be very true in my life.
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