I thought the only reason I'd ever put away your things would be for the joy of putting another baby in there. But that is not the case.
It makes me sad because this is it. These are the last days your room here will ever exist. For there is no reason to set it up again. We'll take it down and it will be no more.
I sat on the floor of your sweet blue room so many nights. Nights with you kicking in my belly and nights where you had already left this earth. I rocked in your chair dreaming of what you would look like on the day you were born and rocked there sobbing with heartache. I tucked each of your new outfits away in your drawers wondering when you would wear each other them, and weeks later I stacked cards of sadness and condolences in those very same drawers.
But you see Lucas, this Earth was never meant to be your home.
“Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God; believe also in me. My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am. 4 You know the way to the place where I am going.”
I dream of the sights your eyes have seen and long for the day that we will all be together again.