tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227654669239291715.post3651013917084250407..comments2024-03-08T00:14:11.186-08:00Comments on A Journal for Jovi: The Perfect Gift.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227654669239291715.post-53071621165585324792013-03-06T15:58:23.481-08:002013-03-06T15:58:23.481-08:00This quilt is just more than beautiful. It has so...This quilt is just more than beautiful. It has so much meaning that comes along with it....it is just priceless. I am so glad that your Aunt was able to make that for you guys to cherish. You are so inspiring with your faith. It's amazing how strong you feel God in your life when you experience a child loss. I don't know how I would ever make it through this without God (and people like you).<br /><br />I wish you were stressing about tutus and cake pops too :( I am so sorry. I have been thinking of you so often as you get closer to Jovi's first birthday. Are you guys going to have any kind of memorial on her birthday? I know Marc and I talked about a memorial birthday party....I still want to do tutus and cake pops...it's just so hard because you want to have them here to celebrate one of the biggest birthdays. :( I am so sorry. Thinking and praying for you often. <3ellie'smommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05004860954667502146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227654669239291715.post-77452517500511075472013-03-05T13:51:39.667-08:002013-03-05T13:51:39.667-08:00Carolyn- Thank you for continuing to follow my blo...Carolyn- Thank you for continuing to follow my blog. I really do appreciate it. I found the ship analogy below at http://www.theribbon.com/poetry/gonefrommysight.asp - Hope that helps. I really do like it as well. <br /><br />Gone From My Sight<br />by Henry Van Dyke<br /><br />I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side,<br />spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts<br />for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength.<br />I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck<br />of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.<br /><br />Then, someone at my side says, "There, she is gone"<br /><br />Gone where?<br /><br />Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast,<br />hull and spar as she was when she left my side.<br />And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.<br /><br />Her diminished size is in me -- not in her.<br />And, just at the moment when someone says, "There, she is gone,"<br />there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices<br />ready to take up the glad shout, "Here she comes!"<br /><br />And that is dying...Mollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02492292452018832214noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5227654669239291715.post-1261464095202852282013-03-05T07:56:17.918-08:002013-03-05T07:56:17.918-08:00Molly, I am a faithful reader of your blog and enj...Molly, I am a faithful reader of your blog and enjoy it. The ship analogy is very touching. Where could I<br />get a copy of it?<br />Carolyn CoxCarolynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13398049758390497738noreply@blogger.com