her name was Hannah

She died. Thats what I told Madison.So cold. Like she wasn't real. I couldn't make it real. I don't think I wanted to.

My cousin Jessica had a baby last January. She named her Hannah. Hannah wasn't supposed to happen. But she did. And she made something that wasn't, into something beautiful.

Hannah brought Jessica closer, brought her to, Jesus.
Hannah showed her mommy how to grow up. And made her strong.

Hannah was sick. Not expected to live to two. She didn't make it to one. But they had so much hope. So much joy. They were always joyful.
Hannah was their life for a year. She took up everyday, every minute, she needed constant care and they would never leave her alone, ever.

I only got to see Hannah a few times. I'd always hear about how she was doing, what she was doing, how she was changing her little family, Jess, Jess's mom and dad and her sister.

I told some of you how I kinda didn't want to go down for the funeral....cause of tears and all that...Jessica said no crying at Hannah's funeral. There was never any crying around Hannah...you were only allowed to be joyful.

What was hard was seeing Jess kiss the little body in the pink casket, touch her tiny hands and whisper goodbye to her baby. She loved her so much.

I guess I just wanted Hannah to be a little real to you guys.
She had the most beautiful blue eyes.

When Hannah died it hit Jess so, SO hard.
pray for my cousin Jess please:)


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