July 12, 2017...you arrived.
A small bundle of pink perfection.
The last grand-baby with the Crossley name.
Elizabeth Nicole, a miracle, a gift, a baby girl.
Our little Lizzie.
To every life story there a dozen back stories, the experience from a different perspective. I am the sentimental mom who prayed, and prayed and prayed, for my son to know the joy of holding a tiny human straight from heaven. I wanted him to feel love that completely overwhelms the heart, mind and soul, the kind of love I felt when he was born. After you were born I asked your daddy, "How do you feel? He replied "It's overwhelming"....my momma heart was at peace. He knew, he finally knew.
Love, dear Lizzie, I pledge to love you with all of my heart.
How is that possible?
You are the twelfth grandchild.
How can I love you with all of my heart?
Before you came Annabelle, Savannah, Cy, Seth & Josh, then Scarlett, Ethan, Charlotte, Madeline, Luxton, and Avery.
I don't really know how it's possible. It's like magic! Maybe my heart is getting bigger, maybe I am growing tiny mini hearts, one for each person, or maybe... I am learning to open my heart a little more each time someone joins our family.
I do know it is love, the best gift I can ever give you.
Love darling Lizzie, it's all about love.
You may enjoy these posts:
"A letter to my granddaughters"
"A son was born and that changed everything"