A box is all we have left. I held you in my arms for as long as I could, praying that I would wake up and everything would be fine. You were perfect, the sweetest angel we could ever ask for, but that's all you would ever be. An angel. The joy we felt in our hearts knowing you were coming, would grow with each passing day. Going to the doctor was supposed to be like every other visit, but it wasn't. One minute everything was fine, and the next was a living, breathing, nightma