Yellow
Oh, the power of a song. As I’ve said before we listen to A LOT of music in this house. Even though John Mayer is still Emma’s favorite she loves lots and lots of music. Both of the kids do. One day, we had a playlist going and Yellow by Coldplay came on. I hadn’t heard it in a while and I got excited and looked at Emma. Yellow, after all, is her favorite color. When I had asked her why, she typed out : It reminds me of sunshine.
Me: “Emma, listen to this song. It’s called Yellow!”
While it played, I was filled with emotion. I just couldn’t help it. I thought about how long I had wanted to know all those small things like her favorite color. The song brought all the indescribable joy to the surface of my heart again. Not a day goes by that I don’t still feel awe and thankfulness to God who has given me what I had so desperately wanted. And honestly much more than I had hoped for. I thought of the words to the song and how it’s like some sweet love song written just for her from our great Creator. And now everywhere I go, it seems to be playing – in restaurants, stores, in the car. It will always have special meaning to me now.
When it was over, I tried to wipe the tears away, and went to sit down next to Emma with the keyboard.
Me: “What did you think, Emma?”
Emma: I love it
Me: “What do you want to listen to now?”
Emma: Yellow again
Paper kids 
Emma’s our ray of sunshine!
Cascading tears – they speak in response to how special we are to the one who created the stars for us and who “bleed” for us. If music speaks to the soul, this song truly speaks to me. I love “Yellow”, Emma!
Oh, Emma, Hayden, Jared, Sabra, we love you so!
Grandma Suzanne
your words
help
my heart
Emma
Thank you
Dear Emma and family,
I got the link from a friend of mine and jumped here to read…I got amazed by the discoveries. I am amazed of everything. I got very emotional to imagine your silent world where you had so much to say but couldnt. Now the door is open and you can share every piece of little feeling you have in your self darling. Thanks God these things happens. I am a believer too, but a muslim and I do understand your power, your desire to believe and have strong faith. Emma sweetheart I will be coming here at your mom’s blog to read updates about you. I loved all your poems and as your mom says, I also learn from you alot.
Keep sharing your yellow world, there are many people who want to read.
Many many hugs and kisses