Rest in Pink, Sweet Gabby Wabby
At noon, time stood still.
In a quiet hospital room, a mother whispered through tears —
“It’s okay, baby… you can rest now.”

Her little girl, Gabby Wabby, took her final breath surrounded by love, while the world outside seemed to hold its breath too.
Pink ribbons, prayers, and tears followed — strangers united by a child they’d never met but would never forget.
Gabby’s laughter, her courage, her light — they touched hearts far beyond her years.

Now her mother says, “She’s my guardian angel,” and somewhere above, a little girl paints the sky in soft shades of pink and love.
Because love doesn’t end — it simply changes form.