"The rug has been pulled from under me. I am tumbling in a foreign life, grasping for something that will help this make sense"

Sue

Faye Emily's little feet

My special thoughts; a face of an angel - Rachel. Born asleep Christmas eve 2000

"Mummy" you shout
"Again Again"
Every child's statement
When they are having fun
I'm swinging you around and around
You are squealing with delight
You hug me, You kiss me
You are nearly two
You are full of inquisitive thoughts
You are toddling around
You have the cutest baby blue eyes
You have the curliest brown hair
You take after your Daddy
Bump! You fall to the ground
"Mummy" you shout
I pick you up and smother you with all my love
You smile while your tears glisten on your baby soft skin
I kiss your cheeks, the salty taste of your tears on my lips
Your arms tighten around my neck
Your little head nuzzles into my shoulders
I feel your warm sweet breath and the contented rise
And fall of your chest
You are peacefully sleeping
I don't want to put you down
My heart aches, my sorrow eating away at my soul
My emptiness returns, my need for you never ceases
I look down at my tear stained pillow, the salty
Taste on my lips are that of my own tears
My thoughts in my head, my dreams, are of my sweet little girl
My darling with a face of an angel
I want you, I need you, I miss you!

Nikki Grange