That is often how my husband and I refer to Emily. It is made in fun because we love Harry Potter, but it is also so very true. She is the one who lived. She has often asked me "Why?" "Why am I the only who lived?" I don't have the answers to that, I never will. She misses her sister so much, she misses the babies that we never had a chance to meet. She misses what is supposed to be.
You're children are not supposed to die. You're siblings are not supposed to die. In a years time Emily has had her sister die, while her daddy was deployed, learned about miscarriages (2 of them), and then Great Grandma and a few weeks later Great Grandpa died. So much loss at the tender age of 6.
She has her moments, all kids do. Her moments are different sometimes because of grief, yet she is a child and grief isn't something that follows a child around forever. Its something they think about, maybe cry about, and then they get up and they play and they grow.
Grow she has. She is this vibrant, funny, beautiful little girl that just melts my heart. She amazes me with her reading and her math skills. She loves to wear glasses and she looks so stinking adorable in them, it cracks me up. She is loving and sweet, she can throw a tantrum like any other 6 year old. She makes me smile everyday. She makes me laugh everyday and like any other child, she makes me want to bang my head up against the wall!
I just wanted to have a post of Emily pictures, lately I've taken some really adorable pictures and they make me laugh and smile and I love to see her grow into herself.