Today is always a bittersweet day for me. Although it’s been 14 years, the pain is as raw today as it was then. Am I supposed to be sad, joyous, sorrowful? My emotions always run rampant on this day.

This day use to hang a deep dark cloud over me, ready at any moment to pour down a flood of grief, pain, guilt, and sorrow. When the reckless waves of emotions would break through the walls I had built up, they would toss me about like a ship lost at sea; leaving me shipwrecked on an island of loneliness.

Losing a child is the hardest thing to endure…but there is good news — Jesus came to conquer death.

He came as a sacrifice and took our place on that cross so that we could have the hope of eternal glory with God.

“O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?” (1 Corinthians 15:55)

No longer does this day carry a dark cloud; no longer does guilt and shame weigh heavy on my heart. Is it still painful, Yes. Is there still sorrow, Yes. But more importantly, there is new HOPE. A hope I had never known before. This mother’s pain, now has purpose.

If you wonder why I’m so passionate about my faith, it’s because God took a broken-hearted mother like me and completely transformed my heart. And He wants to do the same for YOU.

“Taste and see that the Lord is good; blessed is the one who takes refuge in Him.” (Psalm 34:8)

~Anita Marie

Remembering this sweet baby girl…

7/3/2002 – 3/29/2004