On This Day, Eleven Years Ago
Dear Adessa,
You arrived on this day, eleven years ago - and I can hardly believe it. It seems impossible that it's been that long. You arrived before the iPhone and before President Obama. In some ways, it feels like a completely different world, but in some ways, nothing has changed.
I love looking at photos of you, of old photos of us together, and being immersed in those memories so deeply that it feels like it's right here, right now. In some ways, Loma Linda, California on the morning of January 4, 2007 seems so close. It's almost as if I could set my alarm and wake up tomorrow and drive to the hospital, and you'd be there. I treasure those memories like nothing else. They're the bridge back to that world that in some ways is gone but in others is still right here.
My heart aches missing you today. We prayed for you, as we always do - prayed that you would be safe, and blessed, and that you would be restored to us. We believe in a God who hears our prayers, who knows us more intimately than we know ourselves, who hurts when we hurt, and who longs to see broken relationships restored. We also believe God is a God of miracles and we have never given up on you. We never, never, never will. You are precious to me and you are worth every year, month, day, and moment of wait for restoration.
May you be blessed today and every day of this year. May God protect, guide, keep, encourage, grow, and bless you in every way possible. May we all be restored to a happy life and future together. Happy Birthday, sweetheart.
Love,
Daddy
You arrived on this day, eleven years ago - and I can hardly believe it. It seems impossible that it's been that long. You arrived before the iPhone and before President Obama. In some ways, it feels like a completely different world, but in some ways, nothing has changed.
I love looking at photos of you, of old photos of us together, and being immersed in those memories so deeply that it feels like it's right here, right now. In some ways, Loma Linda, California on the morning of January 4, 2007 seems so close. It's almost as if I could set my alarm and wake up tomorrow and drive to the hospital, and you'd be there. I treasure those memories like nothing else. They're the bridge back to that world that in some ways is gone but in others is still right here.
My heart aches missing you today. We prayed for you, as we always do - prayed that you would be safe, and blessed, and that you would be restored to us. We believe in a God who hears our prayers, who knows us more intimately than we know ourselves, who hurts when we hurt, and who longs to see broken relationships restored. We also believe God is a God of miracles and we have never given up on you. We never, never, never will. You are precious to me and you are worth every year, month, day, and moment of wait for restoration.
May you be blessed today and every day of this year. May God protect, guide, keep, encourage, grow, and bless you in every way possible. May we all be restored to a happy life and future together. Happy Birthday, sweetheart.
Love,
Daddy
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