How does life go on as usual when death is taking your heart?
My baby, my sweet child, my girl of 28 years, found at 11, died last Wednesday in her sleep. From what. Don't know. Apnea, perhaps. She had gotten to the point that she didn't use her machine very often.
Just. Died. Baby. My. Girl.
I can't ever laugh with her anymore.
We can't reminisce
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