On December 31, 2018, as the world prepared to welcome a new year, a quiet miracle came into the world. Her name was Aëla Rolland—a tiny, perfect child born between the last breath of one year and the hopeful beginning of the next. It was a symbolic moment in many ways. Because from the very start, Aëla carried something rare: a light, a presence, a softness that felt timeless. She arrived like a whisper and grew into a song.
To those who knew her, Aëla was not just a daughter, a sister, or a friend—she was joy in its purest form. From her earliest days, she radiated kindness. Her eyes sparkled with quiet wisdom, and her smile had the power to melt even the hardest days. She was gentle, thoughtful, and endlessly curious. Her laughter, sweet and bright, filled every space she entered, and her voice—always ready to sing—carried more than melody; it carried healing.