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For My Sweet Myrna
Sweet Myrna Marion,
How my heart aches for you on this day.
You were my first, my piece of living sunshine
Warm hazel eyes, always dancing with a happy light
Long thick brown hair that even when tangled, is lush and
beautiful
You, my Number One Girl, have always been there for me,
Even when much too young to be anything but my precious baby.
Like all mothers, I have always wanted all the best of life for
you...
I want you to reach the stars, touch them and hold them in your
grasp,
And never to feel that your dreams are slipping further and
further away,
As sometimes I have felt myself.
Don't we wish Life came with a Guide Book
Don't we wish Life came with an Answer Book
But it comes only with many Questions
Knowledge that we must seek for ourselves
Somewhere out there, on a journey with forking roads unknown.
I wanted so much to give you the little sister or brother you
longed for
And l always thought that would come easily for me, that nothing
could go wrong
How naive I was, how naive we all were,
For Life also comes with no Promises.
So your sweet little sister, our Rhiannon Roxane
Was born this year, loving and perfect, she
was
And you, my Myrna, were the best big sister to her in the entire
world
You helped her, and me, with everything from diapers to lullabies
And this, I, your mother, will never, never forget,
And will remember, ever, ever with bittersweet love.
How we loved that sweet tiny baby
Perched on our shoulder, clinging like a little koala bear
Wanting always to snuggle with one of us three
Never alone, she was.
And thirty-one short days later
Still, as she fell asleep, warm, and limp and cuddling against my
shoulder
And breathed her last breaths and I held her, all unknowing
Still she was not alone
And in that twilight moment between this world and the next
I felt her soul enter mine with all her love, in one moment of
joy and heartbreak.
The joy was that moment of love
The heartbreak was the terrible knowledge, seconds later
That the hand of Death had touched my shoulder
That she was pale and growing cold
And most of all, knowing that now Rhiannon
Would never grow up with you.
Oh my Myrna, nothing can undo that
Nothing I can do or say can ever really make that better
Though God knows I would try
I would give my own life
If I could bring her back.
If it is meant to be
Perhaps there will be another little sister or brother for you
One day.
I don't know
Any more than I can find
That elusive Answer Book
To all the questions of Life.
But always know, whatever happens
How much I love you
How much you mean to me
My Myrna Marion.
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from your Mum, Pandora Diane Waldron----------October 17, 1997
