what you wrote here is just beutiful. I’m a 14 year-old Girl and perhaps I shouldn’t pay so much attention to children’s tragedies and accidents and deaths. But I do. My family says I’m too young but I guess nobody is too young to start loving God and having mercy for all creatures in this cold world. Layla has been like my life saver. Ever since I heard about her, I started to pray even more and started to thank God everything that is given to me troughout the day. Even after her lose I continue to have faith that Layla was here with a purpose and with a message for us to spread in her name. Layla’s story truly touched me. Since the very first day I got to hear about this 2 year-old princess fighting like hell against this powerful type of cancer, I never took her off my mind, even for just a second of the day. I still think about her everyday and still wonder why. Who am I, thought, to try the judgement thing? I’m nobody compared to God and I have no rights to be angry at him. Maybe he really had to take her home, to live eternally happy with all the angels. Maybe it’s true, that there is a Heaven above us and that someday we’ll hold Layla once again and fill her up with all those butterfly kisses that we’ll miss troughout our lives. Layla has teached me a lot, really. I’ve become a better person just by knowing the way Layla fought to stay here. The way she slowly breathed for her last minutes of life, not wanting to let go. I’ve come to wonder how could a 2 year-old be filled with so much innerstrengh as Layla was? and How could a daughter of God, so young and fragile, be the one who touched millions of lives? I believe Layla was an angel since the very first day she started to breath. She always was an angel. And wherever she is now, or whatever could have been, she’s still our very Dear Layla but now with wings.

Amen.