Love Nana (aka Great Grandma Merrill

The day was Saturday. February 6 2016. Tanner you were only 17 days old when Nana held you in her arms and recited, by heart, a poem I hadn't heard in a very long time.

My day old child lay in my arms

with my lips against his ear

I whispered strongly "How I wish, 

I wish that you could hear.

I've a hundred wonderful things to say

(A tiny cough and nod)

Hurry, hurry, hurry and grow

so I can tell you about God."

My day old baby's mouth was still

and my words only tickled his ear,

but a kind of light passed through his eyes, 

and I saw this thought appear.

"How I wish I had a voice and words,

I've a hundred things to say.

Before I forget, I'd tell you of God

I left him yesterday."

It was beautiful and true and as Nana finished we were both in tears. How special of a boy you are and she instantly could tell, from the spirit you filled her home with, that you were a choice spirit of our Heavenly Father and blessed we are to have you in our family.

Merrill Grandchild #48

We are glad you're finally here TK!