A Memorial to Our Little Angels

Christmas is such a special time. Without the gospel of Jesus Christ and eternal families, I think Christmas could actually be a sad time of year for me. I am a mother at heart. I have been "motherly" since the day I could walk. That is why the loss of my girls will always be a lingering element of my life, for the rest of my life.

The Christmas after the babies funeral we decorated our tree with angels in memory of our little angels. It was covered with many different types of angels. Our precious friends and family contributed to our angel tree, which made it mean even more to us.

It has been two years since then. And life is good. I am about 30 pounds lighter, Leif has a steady job and is getting a great education. I have two precious sons, and a loving family.

However, every Christmas I take a moment and just ponder my girls. They would be two years old and full of girly energy. They would have matching bouncy curls on their heads, and beautiful smiles just like their brothers. That is what they would have been if they were born healthy. But for now, they are glorious angels filled with the light of Christ in His heaven! They are missionary companions. They serve with their grandparents who are with them. What a precious gift and reminder they are to our little family. We will forever have two little angels pushing us on. Encouraging us to be just a little bit better each day. Thank you my precious angels! Mama misses you...