When Adam and I were in NYC a couple of weeks ago, we had a chance to do something to honor Brooklyn. We think about her every day; all the time. But, there’s something therapeutic or healing about doing something.
During our stay a few months ago in London we were walking along the London bridge and noticed a bunch of locks that people had put on the bridge and each lock was engraved with an inscription about a couples’ undying love, etc. Our favorite one looked like this:
We just couldn’t help but read it in a ridiculously peppy scandinavian accent and wonder if they meant indefinitely? Either way, it was a gem to find.
When we learned that this is done on the Brooklyn bridge as well, we thought it would be a perfect opportunity to remember Brooklyn on our visit. It was a beautiful, sunny day as we walked across the bridge from Brooklyn with my little brother, Trevor, and his girlfriend, Tina. We found a perfect spot to put our lock – on a lamp post with a kitty and cross bones. I thought it was appropriate, representing our little ones sweetness and fierceness all at the same time 🙂 After some photo ops, I read the verse out loud that we had engraved on the bottom.
And he who was seated on the throne said, “Behold, I am making all things new.” Also he said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.” And he said to me, “It is done! I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. To the thirsty I will give from the spring of the water of life without payment. The one who conquers will have this heritage, and I will be his God and he will be my son.
We told God that it just sucks that we even have to do this and we won’t get to take our Brooklyn to walk across the bridge in this life. We told Him it’s not fair, and that we can’t wait for Him to come back and live with us and make this place into a world where babies never die. It was a sad moment, an honest moment, but one we won’t ever forget. And maybe God will save that iconic bridge to be part of the new earth where He’ll live with us, and maybe the three of us will get to walk it with Brooklyn one day? And, maybe we’ll stumble upon an old gold lock and we will run all the way across to the other side trampling on the curses of the earth.
Brooklyn Olivia Hull
11.14.12 – 3.13.13
In our hearts forever
In our arms again in His time.
If you happen to be on the Brooklyn Bridge, here is a link to the exact location of the lock: Brooklyn’s Lock on the Brooklyn Bridge
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I love this. When I go back to NYCity, this will be a place a seek out. I love you both and your hurting, healing hearts.
Oh, sweet Adam and Corrie. You have no idea what a blessing this blog is to me. His strength is blazing through your weakness. Thank you for letting us in on your experience. Lots of love and blessings to you both. -s&j
This is a beautiful way to memorialize Brooklyn! How appropriate. You’ve inspired me to attempt something similar for our babies who left us too soon. I love your pure heart and courage to emote what needs to come out. You’ve helped my heart deal with some of its decades old wounds from losses. Thank you both…
Always appreciate your honesty and the special way you share your feelings. What a special way to honor Brooklyn!