My dearest sweet baby Mirabelle.

Not a single day goes by that I don't think of you. I am at a loss for words in a state overcome by pure grief. As you and I were more than mother and daughter, but friends who would go on adventures together rejoicing as much as we could out of life despite our situation with your defective heart. If it wasn't for Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome with ventricular dysfunction you and I could have had endless adventures together. We could have played concerts together. Gone on camping trips. Walked holding hands by the shore at sunset as I told you a story about dolphins far away. We could have shared many moments laughing at silly cartoons. We could have held each other close once again as I comforted you. As you grew I would have been ready to support you fully in every way imaginable. You were one of my best friends. And I miss you so badly. When I look at your empty playhouse or drive and see your beautiful face in the sky I can't breathe from pain. I will not let your departure from earth be in vain. I promise you I will do my best to find and deliver the genetic cure at any cost so we can save other special heart kids from reaching your fate. My dearest sweet baby..... I cannot wait to do my best in this life, fulfill my mission of helping children and join you in the sky so I can hold you for all eternity.
With indescribable love,

your broken-hearted mom Kyram.