Gabriel

I think about you.
I think about your tiny face and the faces of your parents hanging above it.
I want to help your Mother, your Father, give them all that they could hope for.
I can't.
But God can.
Because you are with Him, because through Christ we are forgiven, I know you will be together once more.
But, oh, how you are missed, little one.

Remembering with love, Gabriel Anton
December 10, 2007