I know I never met you. I am so sorry for that, but please know that I loved you. Every moment of every day that I awaited you, I loved you. I talked to you, those short nine or so weeks I knew of you. I told you wonderful stories and sang you meaningful songs. I taught you little things I thought you ought to know. I held you as best I could hold you during that time. I told you all about the family you were going to meet, all the uncles and cousins you were going to see. You already had a name, and a middle name. I envisioned how I thought you would look and I still hold onto it. I’m sorry I lost you baby. I love you Amora Lee. Love Mama.