I’ll miss her waking up in the night crying and rocking her back to sleep to a lullaby.

I’ll miss seeing her smile.

I’ll miss seeing her eyes light up with joy.

I’ll miss her first tooth.

I’ll miss her first solid food.

I’ll miss her baby dedication.

I’ll miss her first steps.

I’ll miss her running to the door to hug me when I get home from work.

I’ll miss her first haircut.

I’ll miss trying to braid her hair.

I’ll miss her first trip to the beach, the mountains, and Disney World.

I’ll miss dance recitals.

I’ll miss her being a flower girl.

I’ll miss holding her hand and walking her down the aisle after accepting Jesus as her Savior.

I’ll miss her baptism.

I’ll miss her first day of Kindergarten.

I’ll miss dancing with her…every day.

I’ll miss cheering her on or coaching her at sporting events.

I’ll miss so many daddy-daughter date nights.

I’ll miss giving her flowers on Valentine’s Day.

I’ll miss teaching her to ride a bike.

I’ll miss kissing her scraped knee.

I’ll miss her first lost tooth.

I’ll miss her first sleepover.

I’ll miss her getting her ears pierced, her first time putting on makeup, and her first pedicure.

I’ll miss holding her that first time she got her heart broken.

I’ll miss teaching her how to drive and feeling nervous the first time she drives off by herself.

I’ll miss sending her off to the prom.

I’ll miss her High School graduation.

I’ll miss dropping her off at Baylor.

I’ll miss her Baylor graduation.

I’ll miss hearing about her engagement.

I’ll miss having my breath taken away seeing her the first time in her wedding dress.

I’ll miss walking her down the aisle to give her to her husband.

I’ll miss the Father/Daughter Dance.

I’ll miss seeing her become a professional in a new job.

I’ll miss her proud tour of her first home.

I’ll miss seeing her first child being born.

I’ll miss seeing any of her children being born.

I’ll miss all of the above milestones for her children too.

I’ll miss seeing her walk into Heaven and her amazement at the glory that is there.

But I won’t miss being with her forever.  I know I will see her in Heaven one day because I trust Jesus as my Savior.  Although it has only been 5+ months since we lost Harper, I have already missed some things that I should have experienced and there will be many more to come.  Through my tears in making this list, I have a hope.  A hope that I will get to do some of the things above in Heaven with her, but I will have to wait for now.  Don’t get me wrong…I still hurt every day, I cry often, I miss her every second, but I have a hope.  She will get to see me walk into Heaven, instead of me seeing her enter Heaven, and then I will get to see her eyes light up with joy and her smile for the first time.  I can’t wait!