A good friend gave Quinney this book and it is the book that we read to her on Tuesday morning when we went to visit her. We read to her every day but this was my favorite book as it is so fitting to Quinn. We also had this read at her funeral.
On the night you were born
by Nancy Tillman
On the night you were born,
the moon smiled with such wonder
that the stars peeked in to see you
and the night wind whispered,
"Life will never be the same."
Because there had never been anyone like you....
ever in the world.
So enchanted with you were the wind and the rain
that they whispered the sound of your wonderful name.
It sailed through the farmland
high on the breeze....
Over the ocean...
And through the trees....
Until everyone heard it
and everyone knew
of the one and only ever you.
Not once had there been such eyes,
such a nose,
such silly, wiggly, wonderful toes.
When the polar bears heard,
they danced until dawn.
From faraway places,
the geese flew home.
The moon stayed up until
morning next day.
And none of the ladybugs flew away.
So whenever you doubt just how special you are
and you wonder who loves you, how much and how far,
listen for the geese honking high in the sky.
(They're singing a song to remember you by.)
Or notice the bears asleep at the zoo.
(It's because they've been dancing all night for you!)
Or drift off to sleep to the sound of the wind.
(Listen closely...it's whispering your name again!)
If the moon stays up until morning one day,
or a ladybug lands and decides to stay,
or a little bird sits at your window a while,
it's because they're all hoping to see you smile....
For never before in story or rhyme
(not even once upon a time)
has the world ever known a you, my friend,
and it never will, not ever again....
Heaven blew every trumpet
and played every horn
on the wonderful, marvelous
night you were born.
I love you my Quinney! I am so very sad that you aren't here with me for me to see that beautiful face and play with your adorable toes but I know in my heart you are better off. My heart knows it by my mind has a hard time accepting it. I wish you were here with me Quinn-Bean! I wish more than anything I could hold you in my arms and hear those squeaks again! I am so so sorry that I couldn't keep you here with me but I know that someday I will see you again. Your Daddy and I love you so much Quinney and we will remember you always. Your beautiful face will be all throughout our home so that everyone will always know about you!
I love you baby girl!
See you in a little bit!