Twenty years ago in 1993, I was obsessed with wanting another baby. At that time, we had a six year old son and a two year old daughter. I prayed night and day for Heavenly Father to give me another baby. He did, but she wasn't to be mine here on this earth. She was stillborn on 15 July 1993. I was devastated. I begged Him for comfort. That comfort was announced in September...another baby was on the way.
My emotions were all over the place. I was ecstatic to be expecting another baby, my miracle baby. I was also scared to death the whole time that something would take this baby from me. I was so convinced that I would lose him that when it came time for him to be born, I fought to hold him in. His head was born about twenty times before I allowed the rest of him to be delivered. He was born, my miracle baby.
Now, I am being forced to let go of him again and I can't fight and hold onto him like I did for so long on the day he was born. On 2 June 2014, he will be delivered into the hands of the US Marine Corps. He took his oath this past Wednesday.
Like his sister Dorian, I have to release Him into Heavenly Father's care and pray that, unlike her, he will come home again some day.
I would appreciate your prayers on that matter, too. Thank you.