Today I went to visit your grave again. We will only be in New Zealand another week and while we hope we can come again, it is by no means sure. We brought you a little teddy bear - made of procelain, holding flowers, and left it next to the cross.
How I wish we could have bought you a fluffy teddy bear - and watched you play with it (or chuck it aside). You would have been be a year and a half now.
Just to let you know, we will never forget you. We will always love you. We've met your brother, Nathan, for the first time. He's cool. You would have had fun together. However, you are with Jesus in a better place. Your grave is amid lots of other graves of babies - a new one commemorates twin boys. So I'm sure you have enough company and children to play with.
I would just like to ask Jesus to bless all their parents, those that brought toys at Christmas time, those that will also never forget. Please may they have other children in this life and may they get to know Jesus and inherit life eternal.
Lots of Love,
Granny
