I can clearly remember how the day of Anna's unexpected induction happened. I remember talking to my sister on the phone about 10 or 11 in the afternoon and laughing and joking, going through the day as if it were just any other day. I remember she told me that she was going to get dressed because she had a checkup later on in the afternoon. Little did we know what that would do to her and Jose and the kids, including the rest of our family. I never wanted to recieve that dreaded call from my sister that day. All I could think of was getting to her and being with her. I picked up my dad and as soon as I got to the hospital and saw my sister, I knew then and there that the following days and weeks were going to be one of the toughest times my sister and her family will endure. I can see the terror on my sister's face, the heartache on her husbands' eyes and the overall uncomfortable silences that would creep in and out every once in a while. What do you say to them? How would you comfort them? There was nothing we could do, but just be there. When baby Joshua came out, I was there in the room. He was so small. I felt so much overwhelming pain for my sister and Jose. Behind my tears, I can see how the room filled up with great sadness. After baby Joshua had been cleaned up and given to Anna, we all gathered around her bedside and wept. We each were able to hold him and say our goodbyes to him. But I have to say, Joshua was such a beautiful baby. He had so many likeness to his older brother. He had Anna's lips. Joseph's nose. Joshua lives on in our hearts. My baby nephew will not be forgotten. In such a short time that I was able to hold him and see him and just knowing that he existed, I love him. Not the past tense, but the present tense of love, because I still love him. Joshua, in heaven where you are, please watch over your mommy and daddy and Brianna and Joseph. They still need comforting, so tell Jesus to comfort them and when out LORD comes to take us home, I shall see you again and hold you. You are loved deeply by your Tita Berns.