You were born on a Sunday, full of uncertainty and fear, but you were strong and taught us to believe, to trust and to increase our faith. Many times you were at risk and when we least expected it you stood up again to continue life, above all human understanding to show that God has the last word, You achieved things we never thought of, like going to school. You were my curly rubia, my blondie girl, that dreamy girl with golden curls. Until your last moment you were good to us, you chose the day when daddy, mommy and your brothers were not at home to fly high. We are very grateful that God chose us to be your parents, for giving us almost four years of much learning and love. We love you and we will love you forever.
Be free, fly high.
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