Replacement child. . . .what does that mean? How is that even possible? I can replace those black shoes that were ruined in the rain or the book that the dog ate. . . .I can even replicate photographs and journal entries holding precious memories. . . but a child? How does one replace a child? A child. . .more than just DNA, more than just hair color and freckles, more than intellect and personality. . . more even than a being taking up space in a car or a bedroom or at the kitchen table.
A life, an image of God, a laugh, a hope, a prayer, and a devastation when it's all gone. But, it can never be replaced. A child is a one-of-a-kind creation filled with all the hopes, dreams, and indescribable love of parents. Other children may come into their space filled with their own uniqueness, their own immensely precious selves, their own smiles, hurts, joys, loves, and disappointments. None can ever be replaced.
