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by Jesslyn Jan 26, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
My dear baby in heaven, I know you're safe-still I worry. Today you would be the month of seven. My dear baby-I am sorry. Mommy just wasn't ready for you. Not quite yet. It wasn't a good thing to do. But I will never forget. You would've been my first baby, But I gave you away. I still think-what if & maybe. I didn't want you to live in a bad way. Mommy & Daddy wanted to give you a good life. But we couldn't offer it to you. When Daddy makes Mommy his wife We'll have one-I'm sorry it's not you. I love you baby-very much. God's going to take you in his hands. I'm sorry I'll never feel your touch. Please baby-try to understand. *not real for me-just inspired!