Miss you, baby girl!

Four years ago, I sat in the window of our hotel room at the Grand Tikal Futura, holding you in my arms as we watched the New Year's fireworks all over the city and up into the hills around the city.  It was so beautiful, and you were so fascinated by the lights and sounds that you stayed up for an hour in the middle of the night watching them.  I loved watching your face as you watched them.  I loved holding you in my arms and knowing that we were ringing in the year that you would come home.  I had no idea that you would be going to your Heavenly home rather than to our home.  I think of you every time I see fireworks.  Their beauty could never outshine yours.  I love you, baby girl.