I can't even imagine how a heart must ache to loose a life before they even had a chance to begin living. I can't begin to imagine what you are going through. I can't even find the words to say that will make your pain subside or help you make sense of things, probably because such words do not exist.
I will be here in whatever way you need. Just show me a sign, tell me what I can do to help you in your time of need. Remember that God is always there for you and He will carry you through this.
I truly believe in guardian angels and that our loved ones never really leave us. You now have a guardian angel that will forever be with you even if you cannot see her, she will be there.
I have been searching for the right words to say, then I came across this poem. This is for all the mothers who have the tiniest of guardian angels.
"These are my footprints,
so perfect and so small.
These tiny footprints
never touched the ground at all.
Not one tiny footprint,
for now I have wings.
These tiny footprints were meant
for other things.
You will hear my tiny footprints,
in the patter of the rain.
Gentle drops like angel's tears,
of joy and not from pain.
You will see my tiny footprints,
in each butterflies' lazy dance.
I'll let you know I'm with you,
if you just give me the chance.
You will see my tiny footprints,
in the rustle of the leaves.
I will whisper names into the wind,
and call each one that grieves.
Most of all, these tiny footprints,
are found on Mommy and Daddy's hearts.
'Cause even though I'm gone now,
We'll never truly part."
~Unknown
so perfect and so small.
These tiny footprints
never touched the ground at all.
Not one tiny footprint,
for now I have wings.
These tiny footprints were meant
for other things.
You will hear my tiny footprints,
in the patter of the rain.
Gentle drops like angel's tears,
of joy and not from pain.
You will see my tiny footprints,
in each butterflies' lazy dance.
I'll let you know I'm with you,
if you just give me the chance.
You will see my tiny footprints,
in the rustle of the leaves.
I will whisper names into the wind,
and call each one that grieves.
Most of all, these tiny footprints,
are found on Mommy and Daddy's hearts.
'Cause even though I'm gone now,
We'll never truly part."
~Unknown
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