IN MEMORY OF
miscarried March, 2005.
by Mommy and Daddy:
I carried you for 12 wonderful weeks of my life. I felt that being pregnant was a complete state of mind, always aware of what miracle was happening inside of me.
When we found out the news that you didn't have the strength to keep growing after the 8 week mark, we were devastated. We never would get to hold you.
Looking back now, months later, I realize we will see you again someday in Heaven. I know your precious soul is living with Jesus right now and that he is holding you in his arms.
Remember, your great grandmother is up there to comfort you too!
All of our love,
Mom and Dad