smile, your beautiful face. But now I never will. I know you’ll always be looking down over me and will always know where I am. I hope Beth saves everything because I need to have your scent and your stuff close to me. God must have needed an angel. There’s no other reason he would have taken you. You’re so young. Why did God do this? I won’t be able to even go to your funeral or touch you one last time. I love you, I love you, I love you. Thank you for never giving up on me and everything you’ve done for me. R.I.P. God bless you. Love, Me.
