To my unknown grandchild:

I never got to hold you, or see what you looked like. I don't even know if you are a boy or a girl, but I love you just the same.

For a brief time, we rejoiced in the knowledge that you existed; now we mourn the loss of you. But I find comfort in knowing that you are safe in the arms of Jesus, and will never know pain or sorrow.

Your short time with us did not go unmarked, Little One. You will live on in our hearts, and we will love you for the rest of our lives.

With love from your grandmother