The Last Monday

Monday Grace Nemecek.

That is what I would have written as your name this week.

You were a tiny angel when you left me.

I only got to cook you for 9 weeks before you were gone.

We love you so much.

You would have had My uncontrollably curly hair that was your Grandma Dawna's first.

You would have had your Daddy's eyes that are so blue they look like water.

You would have had tiny hands like me,

and

A Perfectly symmetric face.

We would have argued over who's nose you had.

Hopefully mine because its tiny.

You would have loved the same books that I do.

You would have had your Daddy wrapped.

You would have sang and danced

You would have been a princess for Halloween .

Your room would have been pink and teal even though your Grandma says those are Easter colors.

We would have played dress up.

I would have painted our nails to match.

When your were older you would have drove your Daddy crazy with boys.

He would of checked the car top to bottom every time you went to leave just to be sure.

There would have been report cards and school plays.

We would have shopped for prom dresses and shoes.

You would have loved to read like me and been a great cook like Daddy.

I miss you so much.

I miss who you should have gotten to be.

We both do.

Happy Birthday,