In tribute to

To my China doll


Thanks to

her Mum

My Poupée, now it's your turn to have left me, you've joined your brother Titou who died on February 21 2004, he's on the site, you're gone but my only consolation is that I was there and that I was able to accompany you to the end.

When I come home from work, the house is empty, your urn is next to Titou, you must have met.

My daughter, I sleep with your blanket, if you saw me you wouldn't be happy, but I feel like I'm touching you.

My tears won't stop flowing, I can't help it, but at least I know you're not suffering anymore.

You and Titou have given me more than some people, and that's the greatest gift of all.

I'll always remember the faces you used to make, and when you'd pretend to sneeze to wake me up and get on the bed, or scratch my arm with your little paw, and sometimes you'd lie on my stomach and put your little nose on my nose to see if I was asleep and I'd pretend because I loved that moment of complicity.

My daughter, I love you and will love you forever, one day the 3 of us will meet again.

Your mother who loves you and will love you forever.

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