"After you had taken your leave, I found God's footprints on my floor." - Rabindranath Tagore
Angel girl, you came into this world reluctantly. It took you so long to be born. You had to be pulled out of the birth canal. You were perfect, little one.
You came in the early morning when the sun was bright and shining. Your life shone brightly like the sun. Your smile was like spring flowers breaking through the snow. Your sounds were music that made me smile.
The depth of your dark brown eyes always showed me the path of deeper meaning.
It has been a privilege to share this life with you. The essence of our lives is part mystery and part invitation. The Divine is our DNA. You came from your home in God and you returned to your home with God.
After you had left our home, I found angel wing feathers on the floor.
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