All my beautiful little girl asked for was some food, and my lap to sleep in. In return she gave me all the love in her heart. When she grew older and couldn't jump very easily, she would reach up her arms to me, begging to be picked up and held close for a long long time. Her purrs were unceasing - even in her sleep when I would touch her. How I wish I could hear her again.

A promise to my beloved Cecily Jane:

I will miss you always.
I will love you forever.
Forever and always
My baby you'll be.

Diane Wilson