Dear daughter, you are far from home and from this place. Although I was warned that our parting was permanent, I kept hoping for the day we would be reunited. BUT GOD had another way for us. On the day I gave birth to a baby girl, I saw an angel's face, it was your sister. God will bless you and we will be at peace.

When wishing a daughter “Happy Birthday in Heaven” you may like to imagine that her birthdays in the next life are even more joyful than any birthdays she experienced when she was living. This poem’s imagery may conjure such a notion. Let day improve on day, and year on year, / Without a Pain, a Trouble, or a Fear; / Till Death / unfelt that tender frame destroy, / In some soft Dream, or Extasy of joy, / Peaceful sleep out the / Sabbath of the Tomb, / And wake to Raptures in a Life to come.” 4. “A Birthday Wish” by Faye Diane KildayFinding the words to express the various emotions you may feel when wishing your daughter a Happy Birthday in Heaven can be challenging. Don’t worry if you struggle to find the right words for this occasion.

Think before you speak, you will gain more respect with a well thought out opinion. Speak from your heart, what you say will be forgotten but the way you make someone feel never will. Grant her the discernment to recognize healthy friendships and to distance herself from those who may lead her astray. Strengthen her to stand firm in her convictions and not be swayed by negative peer pressure. We could have a party to commemorate your birthday, but you wouldn't be there to enjoy the festivities. I want you to know that you are forever loved and carried in my heart. I want them to know, so I’ll talk about you openly and often. In the moments when you cross my mind, I’ll put my thoughts into words and the corners of my lips will curve up as I say, “You know, your grandpa used to . . .”I don’t think it will ever completely dissolve, this missing you thing. But as long as my own breath carries on, I’ll keep your memory alive. The loss of you made me strong. I became an independent young woman who wanted to do it all on her own. I love that I became strong, but I hate that I had to lose you to do it. I hope and pray my children become strong. I hope and pray they don’t have to lose me to become that way. I will mold them. Give them tasks to make them strong. I don’t want to leave them to strengthen them. There must be another way. I will find it. I often pray that you are able to know some of my joys. Lord, I ask for your healing touch to soothe her pain, both physical and emotional. May your divine presence be a source of strength, comfort, and hope for her in this difficult time. God, I pray that my daughter’s future husband would be strong, loving, kind, and wise. Help him live with her in an understanding way. May he validate her strengths, and help her grow in her weaknesses. May she do the same for him.

Because of you, I learned that living and loving is a choice and that those things fill our lives with meaning. Hello! How are you? Long time no see. I miss you very much! I cannot believe that so much time has elapsed since your passing. I clearly remember the day I walked into your bedroom beside mine to hear from you as mum told me you wanted to talk. I recall my terror when you did not respond. I remember running across the house to call our family doctor (Dr. Singh). Do you remember him? The person who helped you conquer your fear of needles and syringes?

Grant her the courage to resist peer pressure and stand firm in her convictions, even when faced with difficult choices. Surround her with positive influences and supportive friends who share her values. When the doctor pulled you out of my tummy, we did not even get to see you. They took you away so they could save you. And you started fighting. You fought through breathing tubes, feeding tubes, open heart surgery, blood draws and medications. You made family, friends, nurses, doctors, and eventually thousands of people on social media, fall in love with you. There was som This morning you were the first thing I thought of. You always are. I can’t believe I gave life to such a beautiful little girl. I can’t believe it was you who I carried for so long. I loved being pregnant with you, I often wished I could keep you there forever and never have to worry about saying goodbye. A daughter. My daughter. I can’t believe I was blessed with a daughter and then had to say goodbye.

Similar to fathers and daughters, mothers and daughters have a bond that is only possible to understand if you have experienced it yourself. As a mother whose daughter has passed on, you can keep that bond alive on your daughter’s birthday with a message such as the following. 17. “I always knew I was blessed to have such a sweet and kind daughter. Now you’re my sweet and kind angel in Heaven. Happy Birthday.” The speaker’s admission of past ignorance is engagingly humble: “The one good gift / I’d give to you is knowing always // What I haven’t always known myself / – that what’s not given can never be returned.” It’s a painful covert apology. Lord, I lift up my daughter's worries and anxieties to you, trusting that you hear our petitions. I pray that you grant her the peace that surpasses all understanding, a peace that will guard her heart and mind in Christ Jesus. Writing your own letters to heaven, or anywhere you believe the afterlife to be, can be your source of strength and liberation during these trying times. I want you to know that it is never too late to grieve, and that in some way, your voice will be heard by that special person you miss so much. Palmer’s last line imagines the death of Keats’s hare, a creature symbolising the necessary words that remained unspoken. Now the present tense adds force to the verbs, “limps”, “trembles” and (not one of Keats’s words) “rots”. The poem doesn’t give way to an easy reconciliation, but sustains its sense of the mortal danger attendant on words – wrong words, and “words not given when they’re sought”.Lord, I ask that you touch the hearts of her friends and acquaintances, leading them toward kindness, empathy, and understanding. May their friendships be built on trust, respect, and mutual support. May they lift each other up and encourage each other daily. May they laugh together, forgive each other, and always be there for each other. In Jesus' name, Amen. A Prayer for My Daughter's Pain and Depression My newborn was reluctantly napping and my oldest had safely occupied herself. But my mind would not settle. I cumber you, good Margaret, much, but I would be sorry if it should be any longer than to-morrow, for it is St. Thomas’s even, and the utas of St. Peter; and therefore, to-morrow long I to go to God. It were a day very meet and convenient for me. I expect you to live truthfully; to face your imperfections head-on; to be real and authentic in your relationships. I expect you to call home.