DADDY

Dear JB,

Your daddy is my rock.

When I saw the horrified look on his face when we lost you, and a more petrified face when he saw life almost leaving my eyes that unfateful night, I knew he loves you & me dearly.

He rarely shows emotion, you know. Your Ate Axelle would often wonder why daddy is always either angry or happy and never in between. This is because he wants to remain strong for all of us. You, included. Your daddy loves you, I know it in my heart. He held your lifeless little hand when Dr. Fem presented you to him while I was in the operating room fighting for my life.

You are a warrior, just like your daddy. You were named after 2 great men, and to bring honor to your daddy too.

Joseph Bjørn. Joseph the Earthly father of Jesus, and Bjørn after a great viking, ruler, and King in Sweden. Just like your daddy, true to his name, the King in our household.

Pray for us when you see Jesus in heaven, JB. Mommy’s heart bleeds longing for you. Daddy is hurting over your loss. And your sisters grieve because they will never ever get to hold you and kiss you.

But we will meet again, I know it. Welcome us in heaven when it is our turn.

All my longing & love,

Mommy