Dearest Isabella,

I want you to know that you will always be in my heart.  I cherish the time that I spent with you.  Doing all the things a mother does for her little, dear one–feeding you, bathing and dressing you, comforting you and loving you–even though I wasn’t your mother.  You were in my care for a short while–several months when I was your “Auntie Nanny Gayle”.

It was such a treasured time for me even though our family was in the midst of upheaval and strain but you were not a part of that in my eyes–and heart.  You were just an innocent, sweet infant needing love and care and comfort.  I was so blessed to be chosen to do that for you–if only for a few short months.

I became your nanny when you were only three months old.  You were just an angel of a tiny girl–so very precious and new to this world.  My mothering instincts kicked right in–as if they had ever gone anywhere–you needed me–and I believe I needed you too.  To bring that selfless love that had been buried within me to the surface once again.

I remember one night when you were fussy and couldn’t quite settle down to sleep.  It really wasn’t like you–you never cried very much.   I gathered you up and brought you into my room and played some soft, sweet chanting music.  I hummed and chanted while I cradled you close and you calmed right down and relaxed.  It always was a gift to me to provide comfort for you.

You were a joy, never a bother–no never.  I took pleasure and felt fulfilled in giving you the care and love that you needed.

And then there came the time when you returned to your mother and I can’t help wondering about you.  Are you safe and happy?  Are you being protected and loved as every baby should?

I love you Isabella; you’re always in my heart.

Love and peace,

Auntie Nanny Gayle