I read your announcement way back on the first page and have been gutted ever since. I can see the soft cheeks of your baby girl and the satisfaction in her face when she stopped nursing for the last time.
I mourn for your loss. Having lost my family to death I do know the deep and bottomless abyss of that despair. My mother died when I was 6. I know how you must want to die for missing your daughter so.
Everyone who said she is still alive in another plain is right, it is true.
I was touched by the poem, someone sent you. Regardless of your religion - the Buddhists have something to say about our immortality, and I know it's right. And your daughter, like all of us, is immortal:
This is what they say to their loved ones as they pass to the next realm, with God, with eternity - with whatever you believe is on the other side:
"O Nobly born, when Thy body and mind were separating, thou must have experienced a glimpse of the Pure Truth
subtle, sparkling, bright, dazzling , glorious, and radiantly awesome, in appearance like a mirage moving across a landscape in spring time in one continuous stream of vibrations.
Be not daunted thereby, nor terrified nor awed. That is the radiance of thine own true nature. Recognize it."
Your daughter was caught up in that spring time.Our little babies come from that magic springtime and don'teven know they have left it by the age of 8 months. Oh she loves you for eternity. When you pass into your springtime you will meet her and embrace and it will be like you were never parted.
I mourn for your family's grief. My prayers are with you during this lonely time. You suffer, and she awaits the time of joy when you embrace again. She looks at you with kindness and adoration, knowing that the time of your reuinion is a second and a glance to her, and such an hard eternity for you. God be with you.