By Connie Dyer 
We do not need a special day 
To bring you to our minds, 
The days we do not think of you 
Are very hard to find. 
Each morning when we awake 
We know that you are gone, 
And no one knows the heartache 
As we try to carry on. 
Our hearts still ache with sadness 
And secret tears still flow, 
What it meant to lose you 
No one will ever know 
Our thoughts are always with you 
Your place no one can fill, 
In life we loved you dearly 
In death we love you still 
There will always be heartache 
And often a silent tear, 
But always a precious memory 
Of the days when you were here. 
If tears could build a staircase 
And heartaches make a lane 
We’d walk the path to Heaven 
And bring you back home again. 
We hold you close, within our hearts 
And there you will remain, 
To walk with us throughout our lives 
Until we meet again. 
Our family chain is broken now 
And nothing seems the same 
But as God calls us one by one 
The chain will link again 
Today was Joanna's actual due date.
We will never forget...
My heart hurts for the little girl that is not with us. 
My arms ache to hold her while she sleeps.
My mind tells me I should be awake at night with my baby, sleep deprived.  
I long to sing her lullabys, kiss her chubby cheeks, and tickle her little toes.  
We sure miss you Joanna Claire!
We find comfort knowing you'll just have heaven before we do...
These candle's were lit in honor and memory of both my babies, Noah and Joanna, and many other babies whose families live in the area.  We lit these earlier this month, participating in the Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrace Day.  
In the rising of the sun 
And in it’s going down, 
In the blowing of the wind 
And in the chill of winter, 
In the opening of buds 
And in the rebirth of spring, 
We will remember you. 
In the blueness of the sky 
And in the warmth of summer, 
In the rustling of leaves 
And in the beauty of autumn, 
In the beginning of the year 
And when it ends, 
We will remember you. 
When we are weary 
And in need of strength, 
When we are lost and sick at heart, 
When we have joys we yearn to share, 
We will remember you. 
For long as we live, you too shall live, 
For you are a part of us, 
And we will always remember.