When you were born you were wide awake for about 6 hours and you spent most of that time just making eye contact with me. Forget what the books say about when babies can see. You were born seeing. As I looked into your eyes looking into mine I could tell in those hours your spirit still had conscious memories of heaven. And I thought, this is why babies can't talk. They would tell what they know and make the rest of us so homesick for heaven that we couldn't stand it. But in those hours, your look of awareness gave me such comfort that I have always called you my comfort baby.
And throughout your life you have given comfort to eveyone you know. You are always willing to listen to people and to take the time to empathise with them. You are a gift and I love you very much.
Mom
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