Tonight your sissy said you passing away was part of God's plan for me-that you'd would be my guardian angel. I trust in God. But baby I wish that wasn't part of His plan. I want to be your guardian angel. I want to protect you. I'm your momma. I wish His plan was different. I don't understand it. But we have to trust Him my darling. I love you sweetheart. And I miss you so much.