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Dearest Daughter

Dearest Daughter,

cryingI miss you every single day more than you could ever begin to comprehend. I am so sorry I wasn’t there in that moment that you needed me the most. I will never regret anything in my life the way I regret that. You are my precious, beautiful, amazing angel and I love you.

I know that you are still aware of everything that dad and I do. I know that you keep tabs on things, even though we don’t talk. I hope you have forgiven us for our shortcomings in the past and in that moment. I hope you see that we have tried so much harder since then, even though that moment split our life in two.

Life for us will always be before and after. I miss the before. I miss doing your hair and singing with you. I miss our talks and your laugh. But, that was before. It’s been many years now in the after. Life in the after is so different. There will always be an emptiness without you here. My opinions on so many things were changed by that one moment.

AshLife in the after means learning to live life over again. It’s like learning to walk all over. We stumbled a LOT at first, but more and more we have found our balance. There are moments when we still lose the ground beneath us and have to grab something and hang on, but they are fewer than at first.

My dearest daughter, you were only 8 years old when the moment struck, when the car struck, when our lives all changed forever. I will miss you every single day. I know you will always remain with us in our hearts, but life in the after is not the life I had envisioned in the long ago. That life seems like a dream now, only a memory of a dream.


Inspired by —— Monthly Peace Challenge

About Tracy Seekins

Long time writer/blogger. Has been on a lifelong journey for self enrichment. This is a journey which never ends and I look forward to sharing it with you.


One thought on “Dearest Daughter

  1. I cannot imagine. I’m sorry.

    Posted by Chatter Master | February 25, 2014, 12:46 am

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