As I stand here in my living room in front of the fireplace
holding Braden, memories of precious Adeline flood my mind,
all at once, there is no holding them back my mind is
consumed by these memories of her.

 Memories of the one time I held her bottle as she drank
from it, memories of that gorgeous smile that flashed me,
memories of her soft cooing, and her low cries, memories of
the one, and only time I held her, the way she smelled, and
memories of her gorgeous shining, sparkling ocean blue
eyes.

Braden reminds me of Adeline in many ways, his little smile
that he flashes me, his cooing and soft cries, even his
ocean blue eyes. I shed a tear as I hold Braden and all
these memories of Adeline consume my mind, but oh, how
quickly that tear is gone, because I was told by my best
friend, that crying does not solve anything.
 
I will always think of Adeline when I walk into that Dinner
Theatre where I met and held her for the first time, when I
see her mother, father, brother, and grandmother. Adeline
was the most precious baby girl, and I miss her greatly, but
I shall not shed a tear, for now she is in a greater place
than I am. I would give anything to hold her or even see her
precious face one more time.

(c)
March 2010