I don’t think anything makes me happier than bragging on and talking about Brielle. I love her so much. My friend Emily, shared this link with me today and I think it rings true for me. I haven’t lost Brielle yet, but I do think of the days that will come when my little girl will be forgotten by others. That pain is deep and it terrorizes me. All I want for my baby is to be remembered, loved, I want her story to be shared. I don’t want her to be forgotten. I may break down and cry when I speak about her, or laugh as I remember how she would do things, I wont always know how I’ll react when people ask about her, but I want to be asked. I don’t want anyone to walk away and mumble an, “I’m sorry.” I’m sorry she’s gone, but I’m not sorry that I am her Mommy. I’ll never be sorry for the time I’ve had with her. I don’t want anyone else to be sorry either.