Stevie,
The Lord gave me this vision of you:
You’re a little girl wearing a dance costume, the one with the polka-dots.
You are absolutely stunning.
Your long hair is pulled back into a pony tail.
Your nails and makeup are done, too.
The Father reaches his hand out, your small hand reaches up and takes hold of his finger.
He begins to spin you around and around.
You have the biggest smile on your face, and oh man! You can’t stop laughing.
Care-free and glowing.
Waking up and getting the news of you passing away is so hard. I never thought that I would lose my childhood best friend at 25.
You see, we did EVERYTHING together.
-Sleepovers
-bothering our brothers
-water balloon fights
-coco chasing us around
-barbies!
-birthday parties
And so much more.
My heart aches knowing you are gone, and at such a young age.
Yet, I know you are dancing your heart out with our Father.
You are safe in his arms.
Stevie, I love you.
Thank you for being my best friend.
Love,
Suzanne
