As a child, my passion
was baby dolls.
As I grew, I always said
I wanted to be a mommy and a nurse.
The nurse part of it
I was...
But the mommy part
was not to be.
After years of waiting
I was thrilled to find out
I was pregnant...
I felt as if
my dreams had come true.
The joy was short lived, when at 22 weeks into the pregnancy,
I lost
my precious baby boy.
Years passed quickly by and I was never able to concieve.
My treasured memory
became my focus.
I wanted to remember my CJ,
but as each year it seemed
my memory of his precious face
seemed to fade.
I longed to have something more...
something to remember him by.
Being an artistic person,
I came to know the reborn doll craft.
I knew then that I had to re-create
my Angel.
The feeling it gave me to hold
something so sweet,
to see a dear little face that was so like my CJ's,
was so special to me.
I could see an Angel's little fingers and toes,
and touch its baby hair,
and remember my Angel
as if it were the day I had him.
I finally felt my heart at peace,
as I realized that CJ
would always be with me,
if only in my heart.
My craft is in Memory
of all the
Silent Angels
who are
Sleeping in
Heaven's Nursery
Please sign my guest book !
Softly the leaves of memory fall
Gently I gather and treasure them all
Unseen, unheard, you are always near,
So missed, so loved, so very dear....
