Darling Zoe, please forgive mama and all her tears. I so want to remember you, my fiesty baby girl who was larger than life itself and endured so much and not cry tears of a broken heart. Your life needs to be celebrated. But the kitchen is so quiet , baby girl and the whole in my heart is so large. I talk about you every day. I remember every little thing you did. You were my life, you were my everything.

I love you so and always will. I wish so much I had been here so I would have known what really happened. I think it is the hardest part, not knowing for sure what happened that horrible morning.

Zoe, my Zoe, how I love you.