Date Posted:19:36:53 11/01/04 Mon Author:Jenn Subject: A Broken Heart......
I lost my 21 year old daughter September 19th, 2004....She was my only child. The death was sudden, unexpected. She was in the hospital for non life threatening treatment. She was found, already gone. They worked for an hour but got nothing. She wanted to donate her organs but they could not due to the fact that she was already gone when found.....I was able to partially fulfill her request and donate her corneas in the hope others might see......I miss her so......how do you go on when your heart has died? I always told her that she was my heart, on the casket spray, the card read, "she was my heart" and she was......in a million ways. I always told her the story of the day she was born. The day before her funeral I told her the story once more.....after everyone left the funeral home and it was just the two of us. Then I sung Good Night Sweetheart as I did when she was younger. One day she told me, "Mom, I don't mean to hurt your feelings, but you don't sing very well". I smiled and said, "then you need to go to sleep soon".......I miss her so much.....There are no more children. There will never be any more children. The dream, my baby is gone......
