My little girl would be nine. When she was born I thought my heart would burst I loved her so much. Her Dad and Grandma were in the room too. He felt the same for her and showed me the tender, loving care he gave her. Her Grandma beamed with pride. She cried as she held her beautiful granddaughter in her arms. They both thanked me for giving birth to her. I cradled my baby girl in my arms, everything was perfect, I thanked God for this experience.
Three hours and forty-five minutes later she took her last breath in my arms. Our hearts were broken. I was there for her first breath and her last. I spent every minute of her life with her. She knew only love and peace. I thanked God for this experience.
Somewhere to talk about the feelings of having lost my child, my babies. In memory of Isabel.
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5 comments:
And now her father and grandmother are holding her again, waiting on you to join them...
Happy 9th birthday, Isabel. How wonderful to have known only love and peace.
(((Hugs)))
God bless you on this difficult day, and thank you for the kind comment.
Thinking of you Ruby. You know that she is never out of my mind. You can always call, if the need should ever be there.
Take care, hon.
thinking of Isabel.
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