I have never gotten a straight answer for why you had to die. I have heard, variously, that you were going to have some sort of birth defect, or that you were going to be a financial burden. I suspect it was deeper than any of those things.
But I am sure that if you had made it into the world, we would have loved you, regardless of your health or costs.
And though in this life I can never know for sure whether you were a boy or a girl, I always think of you as my sister.
I pray for the day I will see you again.