My little angel I held you tight in my arms, not a single cry left you perfect lips, your perfect blue eyes opened wide as we said our goodbyes; your Papa sobbed in the bed as I cuddled you, kissed your button nose and whispered my love into your tiny ears. Precious little Bub; I loved every little thing about your tiny little body. I was blessed to be your Daddy for even just a minute. I love you, Papa loves you too. He blames himself, but little one Daddy knows it wasn't Papa's fault; you just weren't ready for this life. I crawled into the bed with Papa; we held you together as you took your final breath, one hour, just sixty minutes, it doesn't seem fair that that's all we got to have with you alive in our arms but baby girl you had to go, you left us alone. You sister's tears still haunt Daddy's nights, she wanted you here with us, she's so young now that she doesn't understand why you had to go. Your Grandma tells me your in heaven now, her brother is holding you for us now until the time we join you in heaven too. Your brother's hurting, and like us all he's asking the question why? Why did you, our precious, sweet little girl have to die? Or princess is what you are, a gift from above, Sarah tried, we know she did, it wasn't her fault, the doctors tried to keep you inside but you were so eager to greet us. But we'll never forget you sweet girl, how could we with you urn in our bedroom, Papa wants you close by and Daddy can't blame him. We love you Victoria Angel Novotny-Bruckner, rest easy now little one.