Calming of the Storm

Yesterday morning was, without doubt, the hardest morning Kasey and I have ever had. We were confronted with the full realization of Serenity’s terminal illness. The final treatment did not work. How truly amazing it was for the two of us to wake up on Friday, November 29^th, with a peace. After we quickly got ready, knowing deep down, it would be the last day we held our precious little girl; we held each other and wept. Somehow, we both new and we told each other, “Today, we will have to let her go.”
This storm, in its undesirable length, has come to an end. The thunder rolled and tears fell hard, but light has shown, and the overcast of darkness, which has followed us these past five months, has begun its retreat. Our lives are, and will forever be different, as this chapter, for lack of better words, has ended. Our hearts are empty, but His grace is sufficient. And in that peaceful, precious moment, we held her between us as she passed, slipping from our hands and into everlasting, her forever-perfect life. 

As the moment seared into our minds, the last line of C. S. Lewis’s book, The Last Battle, invaded my mind. It says, “The term is over: the holidays have begun. The dream is ended: this is the morning.” As we laid her down one final time, we knew her true day had just begun. While, for us a chapter has ended, for Serenity, a chapter has just begun. She will, for eternity, bask in the light of our Savior. As we let her go, we know we will someday see her in eternity and worship our risen Savior along side her. On that day our dreams also will have ended and our day will begin.