Dear, sweet Tzeitel,
Though it seems like a lifetime, a little over 1 year has passed, since I started on this journey without you. I was so excited to find out that you were coming, Papa and I had wanted to start a family for so long. The day we found out that you were safe inside, growing, we wanted to shout it from the rooftops. We waited, patiently, but we still ended up telling your grandparents & aunt Dixie. They were all so excited! I immediately felt that you were a girl.
I didn’t know about you for long, before you were taken from me, but I am thankful for every minute of that time. You were our gift from God. You woke me up to life again. God has taught me so much about myself, and about life in the last year. I have learned alot about submitting to God, He knows the big picture, and I don’t. He only knows why you were taken from me. As much as I wish you could be here with me, I wouldn’t be where I am now if you were.
Sometimes I feel bad for being joyful, without you here, I feel guilty. But then I remember, that we are to be joyful in the Lord, not in our circumstances. I miss you so much, but I know there is no better place for you to be, than to be at the feet of the Father, forever worshiping Him. You will always be my perfect baby. You never knew sin, pain, or hurt. I can’t wait until the day that we can forever sing to the King, together. I love you, my Tzeitel. I will always keep your memory alive, I will always speak your name. As long as I am alive, you will be remembered.