Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Eight years ago, Heaven got an angel. Now I say this because I had the greatest pleasure of knowing this little princess for the 14 months that she was on this earth. Her sweet little self was born to one of my bestest friends in 2002 and she was the light of all of our lives. She had quite a few aunties that fought over getting to hold her. She was my first experience of a baby. I loved getting to shop for her, and rocking her when her momma needed a break. She was such a pretty baby too. She was a typical baby, learning how to walk and talk. She loved playing and watching how crazy we all were. I remember asking her mom if she would be a flower girl in my wedding. I bought her a tiara to wear but I never got to give it to her. On January 30th I got a phone call from my friend telling me that she was sick, I figured that it was normal for babies to get sick but I didn't realize how serious it was. We spent two days in the waiting room, trying to keep her mommy's spirit up but on super bowl sunday her body couldn't take anymore and she went home. A time that that I will never forget. I remember laying on the floor with my friends and just asking why. Watching my friend was the hardest. I was not a mom and I didn't understand the emotion she must be feeling. Rage, desperation, utter heartbreak. The next few days we didn't leave her side, we helped her with the hard decisions at the funeral home and I agreed when she asked me to speak at her funeral. I couldn't imagine what I would say. So I wrote her a letter, telling her all that she taught me in her short life. I remember standing there, barely breathing, but I read that letter. I think of her often, and as I have watched my girls grow I often wonder what she would look like now, how she would have turned nine last November. I will never forget that lil angel, and I am so glad that I have a faith and that I know I will get to see her again. xoxo
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I'm sitting here bawling my eyes out, as I can only compare her to Hannah who is also 14 months old.
She was a very sweet special little girl. To this day, that was definitly the hardest, saddest funeral I have ever attended.
Hugs to 'R' today!
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