I think I finally figured out the answer to my question about why I miss the girls so much today. I think it all has to do with their headstone(s). This is when we were supposed to get them and have the foundation poured. But, all the money we saved up for it is gone. My husband lost his job and we have had to blow through our savings to stay a float. I feel horrible and guilty about it. Why do we have to have so many punches thrown our way? I know God has a plan, and we are seeing into it and getting glimpses all the time, but what purpose does not being able to get their headstones play?