It has become a holiday tradition to have our God-daughters and their mom and dad over for Christmas Dinner. We haven't been as involved in their lives as we would have liked over this past year, but we would never miss a Christmas without seeing these girls and spoiling them rotten! Mike and I love watching them grow as they turn into beautiful ladies.
Madison Sophia Young Born into Heaven Sunday, November 18, 2012 I saw you in a dream Before you were real I can't explain the way I feel Don't ask me to try It makes my heart cry Love created the seed that attached itself to my heart The seed became a life To me became a part The mystery of how it begins we will never know What makes a seed begin to grow What makes a heart begin to beat Growing little hands and little feet What makes it look like you or me Is simply just a mystery The cosmic force that makes me whole Is bound up in your little soul You hold my hand from inside out I feel you turn and dance about I don't know what's in God's plan He took you by your tiny hand Your beautiful little angle face Is now a part of time and space Your purest soul that's ever been Will never ever be touched by sin I cry, I weep, I cannot sleep I think what might have been Thank you for the joy you...




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