I love you, sweetheart. Do you know Mommy thinks about you every day?
Every single day.
And I know you think of Mommy, too. I know you're praying for your big brother and Daddy, right? Are you praying for your cousins, too? I bet you are. What a sweet little girl. I'm sure you make your guardian angel smile all the time.
One year ago today you entered Heaven. Mommy is celebrating your happiness with you!
For Vincent's first birthday, I wrote a letter to him explaining how much he was loved from his very first moments in Mommy's tummy. I want you to know Mommy loves you just as much. In fact, do you wanna know a secret? God created you in a special way for a special reason!
Mommy and Daddy love each other so much that our hearts filled up with love. That love would've spilled out, but God doesn't waste love; sacramental love is special. So to keep that love growing, He created a brand new heart to catch all the love that overflowed from Mommy's and Daddy's hearts. It was your heart God created, Myla. Your beautiful little heart was able to capture all the love that poured over from our hearts.
That's right, sweetie. You were born into a sea of love. Your very first moment on this earth was a reception of love. And for a few weeks, you drank up that love. Then, for reasons you and Jesus will have to fill me in on later, you decided to give that love back through sacrifice and an eternity of prayer.
I think about that every day. Sometimes I get a little sad because I want to hold you. I get a little jealous of the angels and saints up in Heaven who have gotten to meet you before me. I wonder who is with you. I'm sure Grandmom and Grandpop Rizzo take turns cradling you in their arms. Grandpop Joe and Grandpop Auggie might tease each other into who can woo a smile from you fastest. Is Karen playing with you, too? Aunt Loretta? Great-Grandmom Evelyn? Aunt Pat for sure!
I'm not jealous for long, though. You're happy in a way earth could never have given. And you're so close to Jesus up there. You will forever know joy because of how much you loved Daddy, Vincent and I.
Your earthly life started in the acceptance of love and ended in the giving of love. Your entire brief existence was bathed totally in love, and now, you live in the Presence of Love.
And our lifeline, sweet one, is love. The litany of kisses Mommy sends in the hands of her angel to yours... take them and shower them back upon me when I finally get to hold you in Heaven. Myla Therese, you are my gift of love.