IN MEMORY OF
miscarried May 12, 1999.
by Mom, Dad, and big sister Maddie:
You entered our lives, just as quietly as you left. We didn't even know you were
with us, until you were 5 weeks along! At 9 weeks, Mommy knew something was
wrong, even when no one believed her. You must have loved her so much that you
did what you could to let her know, because you knew she'd need the extra time
grieve you. At 12 weeks, Mommy's worst fears were confirmed, and at 13 weeks
you left us. We never even got to hear your tiny heartbeat. Little Angel, there's
so much we wanted to share with you, but now we'll never get the chance. Your big
sister came to us so effortlessly, we forgot how fragile lives really are. We thank
you for quietly reminding us daily about the things that are important in life by
your absence. We will never forget you as you play in Heaven's gardens and sleep
in the Father's arms. Sleep well, little angel. We love you.