Thank you Nevaeh for comeing to Angel's first birthday celebration/memorial.  I hope you caught your balloons.

This poem what on my friends site (http://tracyweinshrott-richards.memory-of.com/) and I thought you would love it.


Go ahead, mention my daughter,
The one that died, you know.
Don't worry about hurting me further.
The depth of my pain doesn't show.

Don't worry about making me cry.
I'm already crying inside.
Help me to heal by releasing
The tears that I try to hide.

I'm hurt when you just keep silent,
Pretending she didn't exist.
I'd rather you mention my child,
Knowing that she has been missed.

You asked me how I was doing.
I say "pretty good" or "fine".
But healing is something ongoing
I feel it will take a lifetime.

A child is such a precious gift
To love, to hold, to treasure
A very special miracle
who gives us so much pleasure.

But when that gift is taken
and our hearts are cold and torn
Amid this grief and sorrow'
we're so glad that they were born.

for they leave a precious legacy
even though we're far apart,
the love they left behind them
will stay forever in our heart.

I'm made this special teddy bear 2 fly on up 2 u
2 give u hugs and kisses if u're ever feelin blue,
2always know how much ur missed and if
I could reach u I'd give u a big kiss!!!
Love u baby girl!!!!
Traci,Mommy 2angel Vanessa