Dear Sabrina...all the things that remind me of you.
You like pink like me!
Sophia is our little sunshine that arrived in the midst of the heavy grey fog that settled after you died. You are 18 months apart, like Abigail and Ethan. As soon as she learned to talk, she began asking questions about you. She would say, "baby die?" "Yes, Sophia your big sister Sabrina died, and then God blessed us with another baby and that was you." She loves hearing all about you.
She often likes to go through the family line when talking about things. She'll say, "Daddy eat yogurt, Mommy eat yogurt, Abigail eat yogurt, Eb eat yogurt, Brina (head shakes no), Phia allergic yogurt, baby Charlotte (head shakes no). I'm always amazed the way she includes you. To Sophia, you are as much a part of our family as the rest of us. Today she painted you a picture and will deliver it to your graveside Christmas Eve as is family tradition.