9......

It never gets easier. (This is a diversion from our regularly scheduled fetish fun and Kleenex alert)

9 years ago, we said good bye. It never gets easier. 9 years ago Saturday, I held your tiny body for the first time in a month, it would also be the last. You were struggling to survive even then, so tiny, so helpless, so fragile, so weak.

You held on for Mamma, you knew I needed that, and you did, too. You battled for so long and fought with everything you had. You were Daddy's Little Girl and Mamma's Princess. You always will be.

I think about you every single day and not a day goes by that I don't feel the crushing pain of your loss. The grief may fade, but the sadness never goes away.

We will always love and miss you, little Lady of Our Hearts. Please, be careful and look both ways as you cross the streets of Heaven, for that was not truly good bye, but merely so long for now, until we see each other again.

I love and miss you, my precious Baby Angel Girl. You were with us for only 2 months, and we have 2 months of memories, and those memories will always be precious to me.