Anne Marie, when I hear this song I always think of you. And I wonder, "What is it like to be held in the same arms that hold the universe? What is it like to sleep on the chest of the King of heaven and earth?" So many times I think about your last hours with us, what it was like to hold you. I think about how sad we are that you aren't here. And then I try to picture your first second in heaven and imagine you taking your very first deep breath. We know that you already have what we pray for all our children. You are home. We love you, sweet girl!