Love and Peace that Passeth Understanding - July 9, 2010

As we sit around, talking quietly as not to disturb our slumbering angel tonight, we laughed and cried over so many things. Lacey pulled out ALL her photo albums, and we walked and talked down memory lane.


What a joyous, love filled, faith filled, happy, fun journey we have had. And that Laynie, marching right along with her family, never knowing her life was anything but the best in the world... and it was.

Friends, I don't have words for you. For once, I am speechless from your generosity, your precious kind words, your faithfulness in your watch over our baby with us, and your sharing our story with all your friends, so that Laynie's life will have made an impact on everyone.

We finally enlisted hospice tonight, and we have the sweetest nurse, Alicia, here to guide us through our final hours. Lacey & Brad have sent the old gals home, so I have a few moments of rest to pause and reflect on what I am certain are our final hours.

How much joy did we ever dream we would have when we first were given that diagnosis?? How many lives did we ever dream she would impact?? How much love did we ever dream would grow and grow and grow?? How much faith did we think we could ever have?? Laynie taught all of us that. She was God's angel on earth, sent from heaven to teach us grace, faith and acceptance.

Her journey is almost to an end on this earth, but she is going to "run and run and run"... (we have quoted that 100 times today, anytime grief threatened to overwhelm).... We've all given her permission to take those angels hands and just fly away to Jesus' arms, but she is a fighter, our little bug. She LOVES us, and is fighting to stay. That girl lived until we figuired out she had a 1.8 hemoglobin back in November, so Lolly knows the fight she has in her, and the will.

She's been very light and sound sensitive today, as your body dehydrates, your senses heighten, and she didn't want anyone touching her much or being loud around her. So imagine my surprise, heartbreak and joy, when she reached out and grabbed my hand and placed it on her head, and put her little precious hand on mine and held it there "Hold me, Lolly, hold my head so it doesn't hurt." Her life changed mine. Her life was a precious gift. My Aunt Nancy and I sobbed together when she did that. Thank you Jesus for my precious granddaughter.

Friends, thank you for your love... I can't see the screen, cause I'm swimming in tears, but it's ok, cause she is going to run and run and run....straight into Jesus' arms... cause He is our SAVIOR and our FATHER, and HE knows us intimately.

God is good, all the time..... even when your heart is breaking..... Love you... Lolly