I remember the first time I saw you. You were delivered into the world with your eyes wide open and you took my breath away.
My soul grew as you entered the world, and I found myself believing in miracles. My baby had a baby, against all odds. You were meant to be here. Before you were here an hour, I knew I would do anything for you.
I loved being your YaYa. I was so proud of you. I wanted to give you everything. I wanted you to know about your family. You grandmother, your great grandmother, and everyone you came from. The time we had was the happiest of my life.
I remember the last time I saw you. It was Hallowe’en, 2012. I didn’t know it would be the last time, and if I had, it would have taken my breath away too.
I tried very hard to see you again.I love you sweet girl. Your little face breaks my heart. You are spectacular.
Once there was a baby star. She lived up near the sun. And every night at bedtime that baby star wanted to have some fun. She would shine and shine, and fall and shoot and twinkle oh so bright. And she said: “Mommy I´ll run away if you make me say Good Night!”
And then her mommy kissed her sparkly nose and said: “No matter where you go, no matter where you are, no matter how big you grow, and even if you stray far, I’ll love you forever, ‘cause you’ll always be my baby star.”