Today marks six years since my niece and Nathan's sister, Angel Ruth Hood, came into this world and then quickly slipped away. Although I didn't hold her for long, I instantly fell in love with her, and now I miss her so. Because I am in the mountains, this is the first year I was not able to visit the cemetery on her birthday. So before I left, I took a single pink rosebud to her gravesite, like I do every year, and remembered my sweet baby girl. I know that one day I will hold her again.
Links:
Always My Angel
Ode to An Angel (poem)
Angel, we remember you today and always . . . .
Love, Uncle Howie
