This site is created in loving memory of our sweet little girl, Dakota Marie Bauer. Dakota was born May 17, 2004 and became and Angel of God on September 15, 2005. Dakota was a beautiful baby with an amazing personality. She sparkled. She was our blessing. Dakota could melt the coldest heart with her bright eyes and big smiles. We are grateful for the time we had with her, though short, we are grateful. She has taught us so much and has left a permanent mark on the hearts of all who love and miss her. Hearts ache and tears are shed daily over the loss of our beautiful little girl.

The Littlest Angel

I'm only a small child, not much do I know.
But God holds my hand as I look down below.
I'm here with the father in the most wonderful place
yet I can't feel much joy when I see your sad face.

Your heart has been broken, I can see from up here
as you struggle along and you wipe every tear.
If only I had words I could send you today
that would tell you I'm home and I'm really okay.

Heaven is so beautiful with sparkles and white wings
and the angels are teaching me so many things.
I'll grow and mature in this heavenly land
while holding on tightly to the Father's soft hand.

So don't grieve for me now, but find peace in you soul,
and know God has finally made your little one whole.
And even if you can't seem to understand "why",
please know in your heart that our love didn't die.

He tells me that just for a time we must wait
and then I can meet you at Heaven's front gate!
So for now, know I love you in my own special way
and we will meet again on that glorius day.

Do not stand at my grave and weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
(Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!)
Mary Frye (1932)



 
On Butterflies wings
On wings of my own
To you I am gone
But now I am home

Dakota made her debut into this world on May 17, 2004 at 27 weeks,weighing only 1 pound 8 ounces.  She was our pride and joy. We longed to bring her home and show her off. She spent 3 months and 3 weeks in the Neo Natal Intensive Care Unit at Creighton Medical Center in Omaha, NE.  On September 10, 2004 she came home with a tracheotomy.

     The last year had been a great year.  Dakota came through the winter without to many problems and she was growing and had learned so much.  She loved to play patty cake and she was beginning to understand sign language.  She had just started to crawl down from the couch and up the stairs.  There was just so much she had learned.  Dakota had a great 1st birthday party with lots and lots of friends and family.  Life was great. Her doctors were even discussing getting her trach out.  We were all so excited by the possibility!

     God had a different plan in mind. On September 15, 2005 Dakota didn't wake up.  God had come for his angel. We all miss her so much. Our happy, bubbly, baby girl.

God on His throne in heaven
Looked round at His flowers so fair
And then sought a blossom on earth
To add to those He had there
To be part of such heavenly Company
The bloom must be pure and sweet
And the little bud that was chosen
Was the child who had played at our feet
Sorrow is great at the loss of our child
At the parting with one we love
But the parting was made that our child might go
To brighten the heavens above.

SIX SILENT TEARS

Lastnight before I went to bed,
Thoughts of you filled mytroubled head.
Though I've notcried this way in many years,
On to my pillow fell six silenttears.

The firstwas for your smile that I miss,
And the chance to give youa hug and kiss.
Thesecond was for your angel face,
And the thoughts of your warm, lovingembrace.

The thirdcomes as no surprise,
As I thought of your beautiful, bright, lovingeyes.
Afterthis the fourth came rolling...
Instead of my pillow, it was you Ishould be holding.

The fifthcame for one reason alone...
I felt my love for youwas not fully shown.
Ireally miss you, my daughter, my dear...
There just fell my sixth silenttear.

In God's Garden up above,
Stands a rose we dearly love,
She stands with petals open wide,
Watered by the tears we've cried,
Her fragrance fills our lives each day, 
 Locked in our hearts she will always stay.

The Cord
Author unknown

We are connected, my child and I,
by an invisible cord not seen by the eye.

Its not like the cord that connects us at birth,
This cord can't be seen by any on earth.

This cord does its work right from the start,
It binds us together, attached to my heart.

I know that it's there though no one can see,
This invisible cord, from my child to me.

The strength of this cord, It's hard to describe.
It can't be destroyed, It can't be denied.

It's stronger then any cord man could create.
It withstands the test, Can hold any weight.

And though you are gone and your not here with me.
The cord is still there, but no one can see.

It pulls at my heart, I am bruised, I am sore.
But this cord is my lifeline, as never before.

I'm thankful that God connects us this way.
A mother and child... Death can't take it away!