Houselog Family: I WIll Carry You

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Welcome to our journey of love, living in the face of loss and just plain living. We've experienced the greatest loss a parent can face--the loss our our baby daughter, Sylvia. She flew to Heaven due to complications of congenital diaphragmatic hernia (CDH) on 2/26/09. We have two "Earth Angel" children, Will and Stella. They have been a great help on this journey. We live a blessed rich life in spite of our loss. We are lucky to be parents to such special children. They are our life. Welcome to our life!

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

I WIll Carry You

I continue to carry my sweet Sylvia with me always. Today I secured a story in the Telegraph-Herald for our SHARE group's walk. I think they may want to follow a family for the day. I'm offering that opportunity to someone else as they've already done a story on Sylvia for the first March of Dimes walk we did. I know Sylvia would want to share the spotlight. She has made me the woman I am today. She has brought me so much strength and love. One thing I do feel like I've lost a little bit is empathy. I can't put myself in other's footsteps as readily as I could before I lost her. The petty problems some think they have drive me absolutely nuts. I can't stand complaining. This song says it all. Of all songs I have encountered that remind my of Sylvia, this is THE one. These are all the things I think about all the time. This song was written by the Christian pop group Selah. A husband (singer for Selah) and wife wrote it when they found out their baby had problems in utero and would be stillborn. They carried Baby Audrey as long as they could. Audrey was born alive and lived for over 2 hours--a miracle. All the words to the song are just perfect.

"I WILL CARRY YOU" by Selah
There were photographs I wanted to take
Things I wanted to show you
Sing sweet lullabies, wipe your teary eyes
Who could love you like this?

People say that I am brave but I'm not
Truth is I'm barely hanging on
But there's a greater story
Written long before me
Because He loves you like this

So I will carry you
While your heart beats here
Long beyond the empty cradle
Through the coming years
I will carry you
All my life
And I will praise the One Who's chosen me
To carry you

Such a short time
Such a long road
All this madness
But I know
That the silence
Has brought me to His voice
And He says,

"I've shown her photographs of time beginning
Walked her through the parted seas
Angel lullabies, no more teary eyes
Who could love her like this?"

I will carry you
While your heart beats here
Long beyond the empty cradle
Through the coming years
I will carry you
All your life
And I will praise the One Who's chosen Me
To Carry you

Italics = my favorite lines

I will post about my Earth angels sometime over this upcoming long weekend. We have lots planned so I should have lots to share!

1 comment:

Shelby SchumacherSeptember 3, 2010 at 12:29 AM
Beth,
Thank you so much for sharing this song and link. It is absolutely beautiful! Also, thank you for securing the article with the TH. I think it will be a great recognition for SHARE. You are an amazing woman and I am honored to know you.

Thanks,
Shelby Schumacher
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