It's like a part of my being was tearing away from my body and Innocense was leaving! I was begging her to please stay. She had a sweet smile and that one little tear sliding down her beautiful face and she said (not using words) that she had to go and that she loved me with all her heart! About that time the knocking at the door penetrated my ears and I got up to open the door. A cold draft swept through the room and they told me they couldn't save my baby though they tried! All I could do is smile* yes with tears in my eyes* and say, "Thank You Lord" "She's yours and I thank you for her!" They shook me and asked did I understand what they said! I said, "Yes, but she was a precious gift from God and I have to thank Him for her!" Even in the bleakest hour I had JOY!