(Orginally posted 7/2/2008)
6 years ago my daughter Denham was born and died on the same day. We were not expecting her to arrive, but God had another plan.
We were getting ready for a week long vacation (oddly the same vacation this year) when she arrived, but the packing was halted by sharp labor pains and a day later, delivery.
We did not know we were going to have a daughter, so I did not have time before she was born to buy dresses, bows and girlie little things. When I delivered her and heard the nurse say "it's a girl", I was so excited and then remembered, no heartbeat. My sweet baby gril Denham was gone in an instant and then I cried and cried some more.
I miss my little girl .. even today .. 6 years later .. I am glad I got to hold her .. but it does not replace having her here with her earthly family .. having her here with me.
I know she IS with God and I will see her again, but I miss her.
Butterfly kisses my sweet, sweet Denham.
(Ruby is the birthstone for July)