One year ago was my due date with you. It's crazy to think of everything that's happened in the last twelve months.
For so long when I thought of you, all I could feel was longing and despair. Eventually that gave way to sadness, which softened over time, and even brought me peace. Now when I think of you, my first reaction is a smile - after all, you're my girl!
If we could, we would have both you and your brother here with us. I can smile when I think of you now, because I know you played a big role in getting him to us.
Parks (we call him that, just like we call you Cece), has a bright pink birthmark on the back of his shoulder. Those who have known me since I was little say, "Ohh it's just like the one you had on your cheek!" I smile and nod, because yes, it does look like the birthmark I had for most of my life.
However, someone once told me birthmarks are angel kisses - so I think of that as his "Cece kiss" - a physical sign of love from you to us, with your brother as the messenger. It makes my heart happy every time I see it, and even if it grows smaller and fades (as mine did), I will never forget the joy it brings me.
I carried you for such a short time, but you changed our lives in so many ways.
We love you sweet girl. You are in our hearts - always.