Seven Years Ago, We Said Goodbye to Grace Pearl

Today marks the 7th anniversary since Jim and I said goodbye to Grace Pearl. I never imagined I'd be the type of person to commemorate such a loss for so long, however, that notion was born from a place untouched by the harsh reality of such a profound loss. The ache in our hearts persists every year, intensified by the anniversaries surrounding Thanksgiving, spanning from the devastating diagnosis to the procedure. These days are inextricably linked, weaving a tapestry of remembrance, sadness, and reflection.

In the aftermath of our goodbye, life has continued its forward march, adorned with the joy and challenges that come with raising our sunbeam, Hannah. Yet, the significance of this day doesn't diminish. It's a somber reminder of the intricacies embedded in the journey of loss and resilience. As we glance back over the years, we find ourselves amazed at the strength that allowed us to navigate the darkest corners of our emotions and the love that still radiates for the daughter who touched our lives so briefly. Grace's absence is palpable, but her memory is a testament to the enduring impact of her life, no matter how fleeting.

As we navigate the intricate terrain of the seventh anniversary of our goodbye, the enduring love for our daughter remains steadfast. Grace's memory, though brief, continues to shape our lives profoundly. Thank you to everyone who honors her with us, year after year, and has made room for her (and us) in your heart. It is one of the things that I am most thankful for.