I wrote this letter a thousand times over in my mind, and it's still not right. It never will be. Because I can't find the right words. Words to describe your love and the love your family have for you.
So forgive me, baby Tilda, that my words are few. You are the beautiful girl who we never knew, and yet who we think about every day.
Not a single day goes by where we don't remember you, because of your courageous family and their love for you;
We blow bubbles and think of you.
We see you in every sunset sky.
We see you in every starry night.
We see you in our children's smiles.
Dearest Matilda Mae, thinking of you today, tomorrow and every day.