“To my unborn Sister/Brother, I think about you so much. I wonder what you would have looked like. We will never meet, and I will never know. You were never born. You never had a name that I knew of. Would you have blue or green eyes? Brown or black hair? Would you be tan or pale? I think if maybe things would be different. I heard I was born before you were even made. Would we have been close? Would mom and dad have stayed together? Would our family have stayed together? Would it be harder on money? Less fighting? We will never know. I will never know. But still I cannot stop thinking about it. Oh how I wish I could have met you my unborn sister/brother...”
