Today I missed Leah more than usual. Maybe it was working on a dress for my other precious granddaughter that made me think about Leah. Maybe it was looking at pictures of her. I keep her picture as my backdrop on my cell phone so everyday I see her. This afternoon when I was laying down (yes, I often take naps), I could almost hear her little seizure noises. I know I don't feel even half the emptiness that Kristine or Luke does, but it still feels like a wound that is not easily healed. It does make me long for heaven. To see Leah will be a joy that will only be unequaled by the joy of seeing my Savior.
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