Two years ago Charles and I were talking about how excited we were for tomorrow as our daughter danced in my womb. We were so incredibly and blissfully happy. Everything was ready to go for the morning. We knew it would come fast but we just couldn’t fall asleep! We were too excited.
Tonight, two years later, I hold my son. He’s sleeping soundly and I’m tracing his beautiful face with my finger. He is an incredible little person. He has such an infectious smile and a laugh that instantly makes your day a thousand times better. I hold him a little closer.
Sophia. My lovely daughter, I had no idea that today two years ago would be your last full day of living on Earth. I’ll never understand why you had to go so quickly. You were here for 39 beautiful weeks. 39 weeks that we spent every moment together. 39 weeks of growth, physically and emotionally. 39 weeks of joy and happiness. You have gone to Heaven, my beautiful baby, but your story does not end there.
Yes, I cry when I talk about you; the tears I cry are for your death. Your life was painfully short. We had to prepare to say goodbye before we even held you in our arms. There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t think about that day our entire world came crashing down… you’re terribly missed.
I promise I’ll always share your beautiful life, Sophia. The 39 amazing weeks here on Earth and now from Heaven how you’re still able to spread love and light to others through us. I am so incredibly happy and thankful for your life because you have brought so much love into this world. I am forever grateful you’re my daughter. I’ll love you forever!