Skye is nine months old on September 15.
Almost four months after she bid goodbye, Skye continues to bind us together as a family. We talk to her. We sing her songs. We ask her every night to intercede for us.
Skye is in our thoughts every day we wake up and before we go to sleep. She keeps us strong when we feel weak. She gives us hope when the horizon gets dark.
When things don't go well as planned, we whisper her name and we take comfort in the thought that an angel watches over us.
We count the days as her birthday nears.We will continue to celebrate her life no matter how short it had been. Because as the song goes, it's not how long we held her in our arms, what matters most is that we had the chance to love her at all.
Ambiguity
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