Chloe I can only imagine how your grandad felt carrying your small white coffin in his strong shaking arms. Please sweet darling never forget it was he who named you Chloe Louise. When you were born I knitted for you and every stitch held excitement and pride alas dear one I was never to meet your grandad's darling his Chloe Louise. When you were in a coma he sat by your side his princess dress present hidden under your bed. Please little Chloe for I know you will please help your grandad in all that you can! He hasn't many pennies but has so much to give his eyes full of sorrow his heart full of tears. So when your great grandma is teaching you to knit and you're skipping with Angels and stroking your pets and fluffing up clouds and growing so fast please remember this : That grandad loves you his Chloe Louise.