Your daddy played this song for me not long before we found we were pregnant again, before we knew I was carrying you inside me. The night that he put his Gordon Lightfoot CD into his stereo and went to this track, we had gone out to dinner, and we had a lovely evening. I was still coming out of the darkness from the loss of our first child, your sister Natasha. Your daddy, though he could be callous at times, ALWAYS meant well, and he loved us ALL OF US with every fiber of his being. He taught your mother how to appreciate herself even in the times when I hated and loathed myself and just wanted to throw in the towel and just give up. He whispered to me one night after a very beautiful and sweet love making session; "Honey, you know why I picked you?"
"No", I said looking into his lovely eyes of blue, "It's because you have the heart of a WARRIOR, and you ARE the WIFE of a MARINE, and Marines don't just love any body. You are a GIFT. You are my gift and will be the gift to our children."
Then he played this song for me.

This song was the song I made your special. And yes every moment shared with was a moment in Heaven, even when faced with the Hell Fires, you always made it better in your own unique way. To be here without now my Angel seems like the fires of HELL are threatening to consume me completely. You got me to sing this Karioke in that Irish pub in Liberty. I was scared and nervous, but you were there cheering me on, and I sang it to you, FOR you, and that night you made the sweetest love to me. God how I loved you, how I love you still. 

Love you FOREVER MY ANGEL,
Your Wife,
Tonya L. Gorbich <3