As the time has gone by since my baby girl Summer died, I have experienced a whole new wave of emotions. Emotions that I did not even know existed to the extent that I have felt them. They have been up and down, positive and negative, but one of the most awesome feelings that I have to come feel is that of Peace. Complete Peace and immense Pride.
Why?
Because my baby is Perfect. Literally.
I know all mothers and fathers think the world of their children and will always say how their baby couldn't be more perfect. And rightly so. I understand that feeling. I understand with why, as parents, we say and feel that.
But for me, this thought and experience has taken me to a whole new level regarding the meaning of perfection.
As a Christian, and as a human, no matter how often we say and believe our children are "perfect", we know that they are not. They do things that they shouldn't do (as humans we all do), they say things that we would rather they didn't etc. As humans that is what we do. Because we are humans, living humans, we can never fit the true definition of perfect. As the well known saying goes (despite what parents think of their children) "No one is perfect".
But, oh! Summer is. Summer really IS perfect. She is literally the definition of perfection. Summer may not have taken a breath outside of my womb, and this is devastating, of course. But what is beautiful about this is that she is therefore perfect.
Summer is "free from fault or defect". She is "flawless". In ever single way. Because she never took a breath outside of my womb, Summer has never done anything wrong. She has never said nor thought not experienced anything bad or negative or wrong. Nothing has happened to her that causes her body and her soul to be tainted and therefore not perfect.
Many new born babies are like this of course, but then we grow up and live. And imperfection seeps in.
The most amazing and wonderful thought about Summer is that, yes she is dead, yes she is in Heaven, but she will REMAIN PERFECT. She will ALWAYS be perfect.
This thought really does blow my mind - in the best way. And when I say I am the proudest mother in the entire world, I really mean it. I'm not saying it as a cliche or because that's what all mum's say and feel (and again rightly so). I'm saying it because I mean it 100%, because it is 100% true. I am the proudest mother in the entire world and I am beyond grateful and honoured that God ordained for myself and Rich to be the ones to make something so perfect.
My baby girl; Summer Dermawan-Alsop, is literally Perfect. 🌞💖
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