Eleven years ago, I was the proud new mama of a sweet baby girl named Chloe Michelle.  I can't help but to sit here and wonder.  I wonder what she would look like.  Would she be sweet?  Or surly in her preteen years?  Would she still have reddish curls?  How tall would she be?  Would she love to learn and read or would she be more artistic and whimsical?  What would her favorite color be?  What would she call me?  Would I be Mama or would I just be Mom?  Would she be excited about moving to China?  Would she love Jesus as much as I do?  I just have a million questions that I wish I didn't have.  I wish with everything in my heart that she was here, right beside me, bugging me about opening her birthday present. I long for the day when I can see her again.  When I can hold in her my arms again and feel her sweetness and when the very thought of her doesn't make my eyes well up with tears and my heart rip to shreds.  I just want her back.  Especially today.