Time flies when you're a grandma.
[2005-07-27 - 1:09 a.m.]

Dear little baby I will never meet:

You only existed for a few short days and then you were gone. You might have been a little girl, like your mother. I'll never know. The point is that, while I won't ever meet you, I believe that I might think of you every single day.

Even though there may be other grand babies, you will always be the first.