Tomorrow will be one year since I held our Sweet Amanda in my arms. Nana and Papa will go to Mass with Amanda's Mom, Dad and sister, Emily, even though Amanda needs no prayers. She is now our Sweet Angel. We will then go to the cemetery where we will set free balloons in honor of Amanda. I know my picture has butterflies in it and we won't have any. I added them because I think of Amanda as a free spirit, flying around where ever she wants to go. I know there are times I have felt her on my shoulder.
There are so many things I could write about all my feelings, but most of them I don't want to share. I want to keep them just for myself. The thought that comes to my mind instantly when I think of our Sweet Granddaughter is:
Some people only dream of angels. . .
I held one in my arms.
I love and miss you, my sweet girl.