Arms of an Angel

Six years ago I held an angel in my arms. The most beautiful angel. She took her last breath in the arms of her mother, where she knew she was so, so loved. I miss her everyday. I question why she couldn't just be here. Why can't she be a happy, beautiful, healthy six year old running around my house?

But then again, what if she had? Would my two children be here and be who they are? Of course I love Miranda and Elliott with everything I have. I am so thankful for my happy, healthy children I do have but it doesn't stop the pain of losing my first.You couldn't ask me to chose her over them, I have no answer. I want them all. I want them all here, happy and safe.

However, I do not have that choice. My choice is to be strong for Miranda and Elliott. To be the mother they deserve without falling to pieces when we talk about their sister. Miranda is not ashamed to talk about Quinne. She comes up in everyday conversation, so I know she will never be forgotten. She lives on in us.

So, for now, we are in the arms of an angel. And like Sarah McLachlan "may you find some comfort here".

I know I ask you guys every year, but please, watch Quinne's video. Remember her, love her and miss her as I do.