“The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched – they must be felt with the heart.”
This was the last picture I took with Elise. She had been taken from us about 6 hours prior and placed in the nursery. We were lucky to have been given the opportunity to spend some extra time with her. She slept so seemingly peacefully, occasionally making cooing noises like a little bird, all while keeping a firm hold of my pinkie finger. My pinkie promise to her was that I would always love her, always hold a place for her in my heart, and always hold out hope she would return.