I never got the chance to hold you. And biologically you aren't mine. But that doesn't make you my daughter any the less. Alice, I know you're up there taking care of your siblings. I can't help but think about what it would be like to raise you- to love you. Alice, I don't know what you would've looked like - other than flat-out, simply beautiful. I would've loved the chance to raise you with your brother. Your sister on the way. Alice - you're not mine genetically but you are mine all the same. To be honest, I don't really know what to write to you... Alice - don't you ever forget that Mommy and Daddy love you. More than life itself.
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Letters to my angels
Non-FictionThis is a collection of letters, thoughts and feelings as my boyfriend and I navigate through the loss of our three children. To anyone who understands this pain I sympathize, and hope you know that there are two more people in your corner of the wo...
