“Tiny Footprints”
“These are my footprints,so perfect and so small.These tiny footprintsnever touched the ground at all.
Not one tiny footprint,for now I have wings.These tiny footprints were meantfor other things.
You will hear my tiny footprints,in the patter of the rain.Gentle drops like angel’s tears, of joy and not from pain.
You will see my tiny footprints, in each butterflies’ lazy dance. I’ll let you know I’m with you, if you just give me the chance.
You will see my tiny footprints, in the rustle of the leaves. I will whisper names into the wind, and call each one that grieves.
Most of all, these tiny footprints, are found on Mommy and Daddy’s hearts. ‘Cause even though I’m gone now, We’ll never truly part.”
~Unknown
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Hudson upon admittance to University of Washington Medical Center NICU.
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A proud Momma.
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Hudson knew mom and dad were right there.
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Hand holding and tight squeezes, so special.
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Lots of kisses.
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Hudson’s Uncle David and Aunt Julie visiting him in the NICU.
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At Hudson’s service, each family member released a blue balloon in his honor.
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Where Hudson and his grandmother, Carole, are laid to rest.