Noah, today we bring you 28 white roses in remembrance of the 28 beautiful days you gave us. We love you Baby.
Holding You Close
Holding you close for your first breath
So thankful to hear your first squawk
Overjoyed you have come to meet us
Twelve fingers, twelve toes
So much of you to love
Mama’s curls and Daddy’s blue eyes
Wrap you up tight
But leave your arms out the way you like it
Holding you close in a cuddle
Taking our miracle home
More proud then two parents could be
Kissing your sweet smiles
The sparkle in your eyes fills our hearts
You’ve brought us so much love
Wrap you up tight
But leave your arms out the way you like it
Holding you close for your last breath
My tears washing your brown hair
Kissing you softly over and over
Singing one last lullaby
Holding your hands until you let go
Time to say good, ‘till we see you again
Wrap you up tight
But leave your arms out the way you like it
Poem by Melissa Neufeld
From Mama & Daddy
(Melissa)
Noah has truly been our gift from God and we are honored that we were chosen to be his parents. We often use “bundle of joy” to describe a baby and that is exactly what Noah was to us. He was JOY wrapped up tight in a soft blanket. We shared so many wonderful moments with our son and have made beautiful memories which will fill our hearts forever. Some of our favorite times were spent singing him lullaby’s, rocking him softly, kissing his head, smelling his hair, seeing him turn to the sound of our voices, looking into his eyes as he stared back up at us, and cuddling him close all night long every night of his life.
(Jonathan)
We now have a fuller understanding of the phrase "bitter sweet." Sweet because we know that Noah is with our heavenly Father, bitter because we miss him so much and wish we could still hold him. We can't begin to describe what Noah's life has meant to us or the heartache we feel at the loss of our baby boy.
(Melissa)
Though Noah was here only a short time he has touched so many hearts. His only words were coo's and squawk's but his life has spoken volumes. Even before we heard his first cry we knew God had performed a miracle. God's miracles didn't stop with Noah's first breath, they continued as he exceeded medical odds, surpassed statistics, and enjoyed four weeks of complete health.
(Jonathan)
After Noah was diagnosed with Trisomy 13 our hopes for our baby changed. We hoped we would be able to meet him before he went to heaven, we hoped he wouldn't need to be hooked up to oxygen or feeding tubes, and we hoped most of all that he wouldn't know sickness, pain, or suffering when it was time for God to take him home. All of these hopes we prayed and all of our prayers were answered.
Each night we prayed for one more day with Noah and God answered our prayers for four amazing weeks. Though we did not know it at the time Thursday was Noah’s last day with us. Letting go was the most difficult thing we have ever had to do but we knew God was calling him home to heaven. We are very thankful for the gift of Noah's Life. We love him so much and miss him so deeply. We will cherish him in our hearts forever and look forward to one day being with him in heaven, though we would always have asked for one more day.
8 comments:
I sent out a few extra prayers for your family this afternoon. Thinking of you lots today. Melissa, you are a talented writer and you express yourself beautifully. I am praying for you all.
Melissa,
what a beautiful celebration of Noah's life. I truly wish I could have been there, or could have met him, but I am so happy to think that he is meeting God.
The poem you wrote is amazing, and so are yours and Jon's words. Thank you so much for sharing them. praying for you always, thinking of you always, crying with you always,
xox
Thinking of you today. Thank you for sharing your journey with so many, God Bless you all.
Blessings
I thought of your family and precious Noah all day yesterday. My heart ached for your loss. The words spoken were beautiful and brought many tears to my eyes.
You are incredibly blessed by God as he did give you those amazing 28 days of health. I smile knowing that Noah never had to have tubes shoved into his little body. He was at peace all beautiful 28 days.
Soar high little Noah. You will not be forgotten.
The Caldwells
Allen, Trish and Little Makily
Melissa,
Your poem was beautiful. It sounds like a beautiful tribute to your little bundle of joy, you're in my thoughts.
Love Jenn
Love you guys and thinking about you. What a beautiful celebration of Noah's life! He will always hold a special place in our hearts and memories.
mom Hanson
thank you for sharing your words from yesterday.
We continue praying for you in this bittersweet time.
Your words, esp your poem, Melissa, are so, so, so beautiful. I hope that someday you add what you wrote for Noah to the NILMDTS website, where other parents can read it.
Missing Noah,
Jane
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