I can't believe it's been four months since you went to meet our Precious Father. It's 11:07 PM right now, and I think about what I was doing this time four months ago. It was the hardest, most devastating day of my life, and I'm not sure I could have lived through it were it not for God's strength and loving arms. I look at your momma and am in awe at how much strength she has... she has her good and bad days, but were it not for God I'm not sure the good days would ever have existed after you were taken away from us. I've noticed how sensitive I have become to things that relate to you, Nov. 17th, and death in general. Anytime I hear the name Leah I either have to close my eyes and fight back the tears or I can't stop from smiling. I can't wait to have a beautiful daughter and name her "Leah-girl," and watch her grow up to be so brave, loving, happy, and free-spirited. Maybe she'll even have your beautiful blonde hair and green eyes... of course she'll have the long angel lashes! I've also noticed that anytime I see mini-strawberry bagels I feel sick to my stomach, because that same day Toby had bought me some for the dorm. And my friends sometimes will say, "It's the hardest thing!" or "That kills me!" or "I'm going to die if...!" I always remind them that no, it's not the hardest thing... they have no idea of what the hardest thing is. But I do. And all of us who love you do. And it's terrible... It's so so terrible. This winter has been so dreary and gray. I wish it would warm up and the sunshine would come out and remind me of you! And then we can take that trip to Bryson City together and play in the creek like we said we were always going to run away and do.... And we almost did one day! But Lacey wouldn't go with us... haha. I can't wait for the end of May, because then I'll be out West fulfilling the trip we always said we would take. And I'll be making memories with you. I love you Leah-girl. It's been the worst four months I've ever had to endure, but I would never ask for you back. I know Heaven is so much better with our Sweet Father than here! I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.... Forever & Always. PS- The picture I've put up is of us in your bedroom singing one of our many silly songs. Our mommas use to record us singing all the time!! I miss our sleepovers so so much... I miss our silly songs...