I always think about our dear Punkin at Valentine's Day, finding out I was pregnant a few days before and then helping Emma tell Daddy on Valentine's Day that year. I will probably always associate Valentine's Day with the beginning of our love for the child we lost.
A few days ago Emma brought a drawing home from school. She said it was for me and proceeded to explain what it was: "This is you and Punkin is in your tummy. The angel is coming down to get her and take her to Heaven."
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