My dear sweet Grayson-
As I have prepared for your little sister, Kinley, to arrive, I want you to know that I think of you constantly. I am preparing another room for another little girl, when I thought the next room I would be preparing would be yours. I had your bedding picked out and everything- little skyscrapers that reminded me of where your daddy and I met, in New York City. I dreamed of putting your name on the wall. I never dreamed that so quickly, that name would be replaced with the initials of another sweet girl’s. Little did I know, that God was preparing the perfect room for you, with Him. While I am excited and over-joyed that God choose me to be a mommy again, and to a precious sweet girl, I find myself missing you terribly. I feel her move and dream of the times when I felt you doing sommersaults- even though I never even knew you this long. I so wish that you were here to watch out for your sisters. Instead, I trust that you are watching out for them from up above. I know you are going to be the best big brother from up there.
Did you know that your little sister is due just the week before your first birthday and glory day? When we asked God to redeem May and the sadness we had about the month and having to let you go, we never dreamed that redemption would look like this. We never thought that we would be blessed with another baby so quickly. Somehow, I have a feeling you put in a good word for us! J And we couldn’t be more excited. I do know that week is going to be terribly emotional. I hope you know that in being so happy and excited about your little sister, we will still be missing you with every breath of our beings. She does not replace you sweet boy. She just adds to your legacy here. I can’t wait to one day tell her about you!
Life keeps going down here, but there isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think of you. I see your little lovies, Manny the monkey, and I want to hear you rattle them. Your big sister inherited one (we thought you would like that), but every time we here it rattle, we are reminded of you. Collins knows all about you. And even asks about you from time-to-time. She points to our tattoos often and asks “Is that Grayson”? And sometimes, I think you show up here because she will point to random little boy things we have and say “That’s Grayson’s.” And it would have been and should have been. Just know that your big sister misses you too.
It’s late and I need to get to sleep and rest my swollen feet, but I just had to write you and tell you “hi” and that I was thinking about you. You are and will forever be my special boy. You are not forgotten. You have a very special place in our family. I hope you know that and feel that, even in heaven. Give Jesus a high five from us and tell Him that we are sure trying to do a good job of sharing His love through your story. I hope we are making you both proud. I love you more than you will ever know.