If you are reading this, it is because I have invited you into a very special, sacred part of my heart. It is because I trust you and I know you also loved my Emma. When you lose someone you love it can be hard to let people share your pain because it is all you have left to hold on to. I have been in that place for a very long time now. I have held on to my memories and my sorrow because they are mine and letting go feels like I am letting Emma go. I know that may not make sense but nothing about grief makes sense, really. Losing a child makes no sense. Anyway, the reason I have created this tribute is because I am ready to share this treasure with you. It is a treasure chest of tears, memories, and special gifts I know are sent from up above. I have come to a time that I knew would arrive someday, the time when I am ready to share the story of my heart. The story that keeps me going each day. The story that does have a happy ending. The story of my very precious Emma. I hope that reading this story will bring special memories into your heart. I know they may bring tears but I hope they also bring a smile and a bit of hope into your life. I do not write them to make you cry, but to make you remember. I have a very sacred duty and that it is to keep Emma's spirit alive so that she is not forgotten and so that the lessons she taught us are passed on to those she loved so much. I owe her that as her mother, as the one who was so blessed to raise her and love her and to let her go. I will be adding my memories to this tribute as they come to me and I hope you will share your memories and thoughts with me. Sharing this is not easy for me. My instinct is to hold on and never let go, but that would be so selfish because what I hold in my heart is truly a treasure. My treasure, I know, but mine to share. With you. You are the people I love and I know you love me. Thank you for sharing and guarding this treasure with me.