We don't always expect where life will take us, 

but God always gives us the strength to make it through each day,

and somehow we've made it through this week without our little girl.

Our little Ella Violet was stillborn on Wednesday, January 9th at 12:40AM. She was perfect and beautiful, and such a big girl weighing in at 8lbs. 4oz. and 20in. long.

Last Monday everything seemed fine, but Tuesday morning we were unable to find a heartbeat. We rushed to the hospital only to have it confirmed that she was gone. It turned out that the cord had gotten wrapped around her neck twice. Those two days were like a horrible dream, and though we're making it through each day, sometimes it feels like it's still a dream.

I don't know when or if I'll blog anymore. Writing has been hard for me, but although I've had trouble writing, Jacob has been able to express himself so well and has written such a beautiful poem for our little Ella Violet.

A Flower for My King

  

As He walked amongst my flower garden

In the still of night

His eyes fell upon a blossom

Much to His delight

Though still not fully bloomed

Her time was very near

This precious little Violet 

To everyone so dear

The Lord chose to pick this blossom 

For His very own

To bring home to His kingdom

And display before His throne

At the coming of the morning

We arose to meet the day

Joyfully anticipating

The blooming of our babe

Completely unprepared were we

On that January eighth

For where once was joy and comfort

Was suddenly our grief 

Nine long months we had been waiting 

Dreaming of our first embrace

But when finally that time was come

Light was gone from her beautiful face

Beyond repair of true loves kiss

Hopes, dreams wishes shattering

Reality there hit me

A flower for my King

Our garden isn't empty

My other flowers remain

I now look upon my Rose and Jasmine

With a new appreciation

They daily bring us joy

Though not wholly complete

For they too longed for Ella Violet

And wish for her to meet

One day in eternity

Perhaps not too very long

I too shall go to glory

At the beckoning of angel songs

Through pearly gates of splendor

Past mansions, down streets of gold

Again I'll see my Ella Violet 

Sitting beside my Jesus' throne

I'll cast myself before Him

At my Savior's feet

I'll pray that by His grace someday

My bouquet will be complete     

   

 written by 

Jacob on January 10, 2013