It seems each year I write later and later about my baby’s Heaven anniversary. I see this as a good thing for me as I have grown and become stronger. The anniversary never slips my mind and I think about my baby all the time, but especially on September 29th. This year I cried and listened to the song I only listen to on September 29, but the sting was a bit less. I have used the pain I have experienced throughout my life to better the lives of others. I know my baby is proud and I will meet my baby someday. Happy 6 years in Heaven. I know you are loving it.