. . . and now it is four years and three months since I last held your little hand. And every day I cry for you still, with my heart completely broken. How can it be so unfair that you, so full of life and love for everyone, could go so early? I know you said " I WISH I could get better!" just a few weeks before you went, but God wanted you in Heaven with the other Angels. But I miss you so, and I love you so.