I will always remember this day...

March 2, 2002. 6:36 a.m. You were born. You were born sleeping.

A baby girl. Jenna Faith. That is what we named you.

So tiny. Too tiny. The littlest fingers and toes I have ever seen.

I held you. Daddy held you. We kissed you good-bye.

I cried. Daddy cried. We never heard you cry.

Jesus holds you. Grandpa holds you--in the sweet by and by.

Today you turned 6 years old, my sweet little girl.

We wanted you so much, but Jesus needed you more.

Won't forget you. Can't forget you. I'd never even try.

I will see you. Yes, I'll see you. One day in heaven... In the sky.