A letter from Heaven

         By Brittany Lochamy(my sister)

Hello Momma,

There is something I have to do, to say a few words, to pull you through.

I'm so sorry I had to go, but there is something that you should know;

There is no fault, you did no wrong, to cause me to go, for me to be gone.

I know that you had lots of fun things for us to do, like get a manicure or two.

Now I am in Heaven, Jesus is holding me, and I know He will hold you three.

When you get to Heaven one day, together we'll be, together we'll stay.

We'll be the family you wanted us to be, and live in a mansion on a golden street.

Think of things that we can do, when we're in Heaven, me and you;

We will dance and we will sing, all the praises to our King;  and who knows, we might even do a little shopping!

Until then, be the best Momma to my brother that you can be.

Tell him about Jesus and tell him about me.

And to my Daddy, I want you to say, that when in Heaven we some day meet, I'll give him butterfly kisses on his cheeck.

Before I go, I want all three of you to know that I love y'all more than words could show.

Well, as for now, that's all I have to say, because me and Jesus are about to play.

But, know in your mind if you keep me in your heart, then we'll never really be apart.

                        Your Little Angel,

                                 Caitlyn Nicole

                                 July 13, 2006

My 15 yr old sister came to me the day after Caitlyn went home and shared this with me at the hospital.  She said she felt lead by the Lord to write this and I believe every word.  I can't tell you how much I feel as though this ...Caitlyn's death...was my fault.  I still battle with the thought.  Back in 2002, I had to have a biopsy done on my cervix which could have resulted in me developing an incompetent cervix.  I told myself that had I not been so promiscuous during my college years, my body would have been able to provide for the development and growth of my children.  This is, of course, what the devil wants me to think.  I know in my heart that God was and is in complete control of everything that happened and it all worked out according to His plans.  But, I do still have my bad days.  Thank you, Brittany, for sharing with me and Chris.  This poem means more to me than you will ever know.