No one can replace her in my heart. No one ever will.
An excerpt from my journal:
"I ran across your picture, you know the one I carried with me soon after you left us. I carried inside a bird book. You were beautiful and I'm sure in heaven you are even more priceless. You know the birds saved me. All the different ones, so small and helpless. But you are safe and loved, my comforting mantra when the edges of life become too sharp. One day your arms will encircle my neck in an embrace. Till then, I wait. Love, mommy. P.S. Say hello to everyone."
