Memorial Service for Sonny's Baby    

November 17, 2004. Sonny has a memorial service for his baby daughter, who was stillborn. The cemetery plaque reads: Here lies the beloved daughter of Samantha McCall and Michael Corinthos, Jr. 

Michael: Hi, Dad.

Sonny: Hey. What are you doing here?

Carly: Michael thought you might like some company on the ride over to the memorial. Unless you just want to go alone?

Sonny: Well, I didn't know you guys were going.

Michael: But the baby was my little sister. I just want to say a prayer for her. 


Michael: I want to be here for Dad. I don't think I've ever seen him so sad.

Carly: Sweetie, I don't know that I have, either, but you want to know what else?

Michael: What?

Carly: I think he feels so much better knowing that you're here with him.



Father Coates: Lord God, ever caring and gentle, we commit to your love this little one, who brought joy to our lives for so short a time, and wrap her in eternal life. We pray for her parents, Michael and Samantha, who are so deeply saddened by the loss of their child. Give them courage and help them in their pain and grief. May they all meet one day in the joy and peace of your kingdom. As sons and daughters of a loving God, we pray, in the confident words of his son, "our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us, and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil." Amen.

This child was a blessed gift. She brought us joy. And in her memory, we will keep that joy in our hearts forever. Life is precious and fragile, but life does not end on this earth. It continues in heaven for all eternity.

Samantha and Michael's baby touched the lives of everyone here. If for even a moment or two she made us a little kinder, helped us to treasure the gifts around us, or caused us to take one extra minute to love each other, then her life had purpose and meaning. 


Michael: There's some cookie dough ice cream in the freezer. I'll go get us three bowls.

Sonny: Wait, wait. Come here, come here. You know what I want you and your Mom to do? I want you to pick up Morgan, take him to the park, let him do whatever he wants to do. He wants to crawl in the grass, he wants to get on the swing. I want you to get on the swing and you go as high as you can.

Michael: I will, dad. You want to come with us?

Sonny: I'd love to go, but there's something I got to do. But I'll be thinking of you and your brother being

happy, just doing, you know, whatever you can to have a good time, ok?

Michael: We will. That all you want?

Sonny: No. All I want is for you and your brother to be the amazing kids that you are. That's the very best tribute you can give to your little sister.



Sonny: One day I'm going to give this cross to Kristina as a present from her little sister who saved her life. I bought it for you to wear at your christening. I'd already started imagining, you know, standing next to you, promising God to help you grow, to love you, to care for you. I had so many plans for us, so many dreams, you know, for my little girl. I want to believe that you went to sleep inside your mother, and when you woke up, you were in a place of beauty and love. And the first thing you saw were the angels smiling down on you. And maybe, just maybe, you know, the people I've loved, the people I've lost were there, waiting for you with open arms. I hope heaven is a beautiful garden, where you can play every day, and every night, you go to sleep with the angels. And I pray that you know how much Daddy loves you.