I am reading the book "Heaven is for Real" and all I can say is WOW!

I had to put the book down. I just finished reading the chapter where he tells his mom he has two sisters, telling her one died in her tummy. They didn't know the sex of the baby they had lost, and it was comforting to them to know that she was in heaven and doing well. She had felt the loss of a baby and grieved and felt guilty as well.

Not many know this but we have three angels in heaven. A few years before getting pregnant with Emily we went through IVF (invitro fertilization). Everything was perfect. My body did exactly what it was supposed to do, and everything looked really good. We had 3 beautiful embryos, I still have their pictures, that were to be our children. After a really bad transfer (of the embryos to my prepared uterus) they died. We believe they didn't have a chance as a lot of trauma was done to my uterus in the process of placing them. I saw the picture of all three inside of me and was hopeful, but it wasn't meant to be.

At the cemetery where Bruce's Dad is buried, they placed a heart sculpture very near his grave, with a mother and child inside the heart (It's hard to explain what it looks like) shortly after our failed IVF attempt. I released our three to heaven to be with Grandpa Larry, in his care, and placed flowers at both markers. This was my tribute to the ones we lost, even though physically there was nothing there. It brought me great peace to believe that they were in heaven with Grandpa.

This chapter in the book just hit home a little too hard. I hope that our three are in heaven together, playing nicely, waiting for the rest of us to join them. I can't wait to meet our three that were too beautiful for Earth.