Until this point in the dream I didn't recognize it was her that I was watching and tending. It was only when I picked her up in my arms that I recognized the weight of her. You know each toddler really does feel different when you hold them. I didn't want to hold other peoples toddlers after she died. They didn't feel like her.
In my dream I instantly remembered the feel of the little bit of chub on her thigh and the strength of her body. And it hit me that it was Camille. She was here with us. She is Here. I can't see her but she is never far away.
So that afternoon when I saw these tulips at Costco all white with just a hint of pink on the edges, well I bought them for myself. Just a reminder of what is here but not seen.
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I have been reading your blog since you lost your sweet Camille. I always enjoy reading your thoughts. I often wonder how you are doing with the long breaks of not posting. Thanks for sharing this. I lost my mom just a year and a half ago suddenly. I feel her close at different times and hearing of others similar stories it just reaffirms how I am feeling as well. It is a blessing to have the gospel in our lives and knowing that we will be united one day with our loved ones. Yes time moves forward but time never lets us forget. :) Hope you have a wonderful day!
What a blessing. What a gift. That is so beautiful and wonderful. I am so glad you got to experience that treasure. Thank you for sharing.
Oh sweet Camille! So glad you got to visit with her!
Sometimes, your words help me so much.
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