Marley and I talk about her daddy all the time. Whenever something reminds me of him, I tell her the stories associated with those memories. She was so young when he died last year- just 2 1/2. Since Jim was diagnosed with the recurrence of cancer when I was just
3 1/2 months pregnant with Marley, it's always been a concern and prayer request of mine that she would be given a supernatural gift of memories of her dad. My prayers have been answered many times over. When we look at pictures or videos of her and Jim, she has remarkable clarity about things that happened to her when she should have been too little to remember. Part of this is due to me filling in the gaps of her memories, true, but there are things that she mentions that have temporarily slipped my mind. This past Christmas, when Marley was unwrapping a gift from her Uncle John, she was delighted to see bows on them. As she pulled the bow off of her first gift, she suddenly stopped and stared at it with a quizzical look on her face.
Then she grinned and said,
"My daddy used to put bows all over his head!"
And I didn't tell her that.
Thank you, God, for helping my little girl to remember!