Memory...
Awww...So many memories. On the day they died, I remember watching Billy suck his thumb and feeling Rosie try to kick out of her swaddling. I remember Billy looking just like his daddy. They had the same skin color, chin, forehead and nose. Rosie looked just like me, no upper lip, tan skin and a big bootie. :) I remember how much and deeply I loved them the moment they were born. I don't really remember the next 6 or 8 weeks, but I do remember that and I am so grateful for those few minutes of life we got to spend with them. They were only here a few minutes and we got to hold and love them the entire I time.
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