Today you are 2. I’m still convinced that you have your daddy’s green eyes since your little brother has mine. Today you would have woken us up with kisses and hugs. I would have given you a sugary cereal for breakfast – cus it’s a special occasion! I would take pictures of you and celebrate the day you came into this world.

Instead – I am celebrating that you are in heaven. You are spending time with Jesus – you are praising and worshiping. You are loved. You have never known pain or anger. You have never cried. You have never wanted.

We miss you so much. I wonder what your little hand would have felt like in mine. I wonder what your favorite cartoon would be. I wonder what your evening prayers would have sounded like. I imagine you working in the garden with Grandpa Barden – going to football games with your dadda – feeding the cows with Grandma Trout. Marveling at all your new discoveries.

Sometimes I feel guilty because I don’t think about you all day – every day – anymore. I know that if we had held you in our arms that we would be missing out on Fitzy. I know that you are where you were meant to be. Losing you was one of the most defining moments of my life. Our lives. We have met SO many people because of you. We have been able to pray with SO many people – because of you. I’ve prayed harder because of you. I’ve learned SO much because of you.

Enoch – we LOVE you! we miss you. we celebrate your life today. You spent a tiny 10 weeks in my belly – but you’ve had such a lasting impression.

Today I hope you have too much sugar. Run and play until exhaustion and pass out in the arms of Jesus. Keep your candle blowing wishes for one of the families we’ve been praying for.