Well, I have calmed down a little. No more phone calls from mommy dearest. I did pull the Awake out of the trash, hubert. I will save it for when I can address the whole situation. Tonight we all were just remembering Aliyah Grace. (AND her gummy smile, snowbird) We've made a family collage with us and all of her pictures. All the family is here, and we are just leaning on each other. I'm not going to focus on my mother right now. She ruined my sister's funeral, and I won't let her do it again. Even from a distance.
My third oldest son is going to read a poem he wrote, and Aliyah's Godmother is going to read a poem I gave her. I know I will not be able to sing as planned. I will not get through the first note. So, my daughter-in-law will sing Dreamin' by Selena. This was my daughter's favorite song years ago.
The poem I gave to the Godmother.
God's Littlest Angel
Mommy and Daddy don't cry for me.
To walk this earth was not meant for me.
I'm in God's house you see.
I know that you love me in a very special way.
You will get to see me everyday as you look at the children who pass your way. I may be the little girl with the dimple in
her chin, or the little girl with the chocolate curl. And when you look into the sky
on a star filled night, I will be the star that
is shining so bright. I love you Mommy and Daddy, good night. Thank you and hugs to you all. The hard part will be Wednesday, when I have to see my angel for the last time. I'm trying to build up as much stength as possible, IF it is possible at all. One thing I do know...this changes you forever..... Love... April