Matante Claire, I don't even know where to begin. We all have our questions. Why?, How? When? some of these questions will never be answered. I have so many fond memories of you. You were always a kind, caring aunt. I use to love our monthly talks. I'm sad that they stopped years ago. You loved each and every one of us, especially our children. You loved them like if they were your own. They all loved you and will miss you. I am so proud to have been able to call you my Godmother, and I hope I made you proud. It will be very hard for me to get closure without being able to see you one last time and say goodbye. I will find peace in knowing you are in a good place. God has you in his arms and I will always have you in my heart. I have a beautiful poem I would like to share. If tears could build a stairway and thoughts a memory lane I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again No farewell words were spoken no time to say goodbye You were gone before I knew it and only god knows why My hearts still active in sadness and secret tears still flow What it meant to lose you no one can ever know But now I know you want us to mourn for you no more to remember all the happy times Life still has so much in store Since you'll never be forgotten I pledge to you today A hallowed place within my heart is where you'll always stay I love you matante, until we met again. Love your god-daughter Chantal xo,xo,xo