Looking down...

It has hit me many times over the last five years or so I have done the opposite of what my mantra "upward and onward" is. 

Instead I have looked downward and backward. 

Why you ask? Well, because there often seems to be little voices down there tugging at my leg. And believe me those little voices speak the truth. Deep, raw (and LOUD) truth. 

I have found on more occasions than I have given the little ones in my life credit for, my children have been the voice of reason and more importantly the voice of God.  

There was one occasion mere days after I got home from delivering Claudie that Amelie, who had just turned three at the time, crawled up in my lap and said, "Don't cry mommy. We will see Claudie soon." Simple right? But what truth. We WILL see Claudie SOON! I didn't even know that she even knew Claudie had died at that point. And what struck me so deeply and SHE believed IT! I knew she did because I saw it in her big brown eyes. No one had told her. She just knew.

Big brother Henry constant words of wisdom and his courage through everything is something we could all learn from too. He is honest about his sadness but he has NEVER for a second doubted that he would see his sister again. He also continually gives his hopeless-at-times mommy HOPE. Saying things like, "We will have a baby again one day, okay mom?" 

But perhaps the littlest little that has taught me so much is Claudette herself. I have learned to live more, love more and have been inspired by her on more occasions that I can count. 

AMAZING HOW THESE LITTLES INSPIRE US BIGS HUH? 

Psalm 8:2 NIV
From the lips of children and infants you have ordained praise because of your enemies, to silence the foe and the avenger