MY GIRL LIVED!
When my daughter died by suicide in March of 2016, I never
imagined that the colors would come back to life again, that I would never see
or feel joy again, and that I would never be able to remember her without
totally breaking down and crying. I
received a message from someone at my church after mass one day, she too had
lost a child, she offered a statement that I didn’t realize would impact me so
much at the time. She told me, “There
will come a day that you will remember your daughter LIVED and not just that she
died.” I thought to myself, this is not
possible, I will always remember that my daughter died!
As I approach the 2nd anniversary of my daughter’s
passing, I can say that this wonderfully kind woman is right. Not only can I see the colors of the world
again, I can feel joy, and I do remember that my girl LIVED and not just that
she is gone.
So to this lovely woman from church, you were right…..and I
thank you so much for giving me that sliver of HOPE, even when I couldn’t see
it.
