Sadly I too know this kind of grief all to well... my daughter passed away thirteen years ago when she was ten years old and while time has healed some of the wounds there are others that time can never touch and the pain of those wounds come out from time to time... easing their way to the front of my heart needing to be felt, but once again.

I often wonder what kind of beautiful young lady she would have grown into at twenty-three years old this year. And sadly my older sister also knows this grief as her first born was killed by a drunk driver a year after my daughter passed away - these two wonderful cousins are buried next to each other... angels in heaven now.