Fifteen years ago, today, my youngest daughter died of cancer. I was very anxious as today I moved into a new beginning. A challenge day in numerology for me. I think my angel is looking out for me and smiling. I miss you so very much baby. I know you're walking on a beautiful beach and are happy. You had so many cares in this life. No more suffering. That alone is worth missing you.

Your boys are doing wonderfully, as are your grand children.. You would be so proud. A beautiful great~granddaughter too now. I love you forever.

I climbed into her hospital bed
and held her in my arms
one hand on her heart
talked about all who love her

Sang an Irish lullaby
I sang to her as a baby
I was in the middle of the Lord's Prayer
when the nurse said, "She's gone Barbara."

I told her, "No, I can still feel her."
"That is the breathing machine."
What a beautiful gift I was given
to hold her in my arms as her heart slowly stopped

I saw a small patch of fog next to her bed
in fact two and I just know someone came
and met her and helped her along to her new home
I kept telling her, "Jesus is coming to take your hand
and walk with you on the beach."

You can spend all your time there now
the place you love where your ashes will be spread in time
you fought a valiant fight my love
now it is time to rest
but, "oh, how I will miss you baby."