I miss him. I miss him. I miss him. I could fill this page with these words and it wouldn't properly convey how much I miss that kid. That kid, who would actually be a kid today, no longer a baby. I know he did his job. I know terrible things happen sometimes, and that God has brought good out of Eli's death. These are the things I hold onto. I know Eli has saved people, brought them to Christ. When I die, if I can say the same thing, that I fulfilled what my son did without ever taking a breath, I will be happy. I will be content. And I will be overjoyed to finally see him again, throw my arms around his neck, and tell him how much he is loved. I put this quote in his baby book, and it is even more true today, four years later. My son has taught everyone in our family to live all out, to put it all out there, and never to hold back.our love will be deeper, our lives will be fuller, because we shared in these moments.
Our joys will be greater,
I posted this video last year, but I love it so. The song playing is what we played at his memorial service. I would be honored if you'd take the time to remember my son today along with me and maybe even watch this to remember who he was and share in his life. After four years, these memories are all I have of him, and when other people remember him to it is like I've been given the greatest gift imaginable.
Happy Birthday, Baby. I love you more than more.