Mija, you were the baby, the one that was spoiled and obtained all the attention of your family. Yes, you demanded it as a child but as you developed into a little girl you acquired the love that had been given to you. You demonstrated it with everyone. Family and friends and even with children of the world. You had great compassion for those less fortunate.
I remember the day that we learned of your brain tumor. Maybe you weren’t able to comprehend the seriousness of the situation. But when you stated that you “were glad it was you and not your sister”, you brought tears to our eyes.
I believe the Lord had you in mind, long before you were born. He gave you a very heavy cross to bear. He knew the quality of individual he accepts into his kingdom. I feel very proud to be chosen as your father. I want to see you again, I hope the Lord allows me that privilege. I Love you very much and you will be forever with me.
Dad
