Saturday, September 27, 2014

You know what's hard?

You know what's  hard? My baby died. That's really hard to handle. Not just hard, but damn near impossible somedays. My child. The love of my life. My baby. The one job I had was to keep her safe, and I failed in the worst possible way. She didn't just break Her arm, lose a leg, get a brain injury. She died. She's dead. My baby died. And there is nothing I can do to change it. When you actually stop and think about that, it's fucking impossible to comprehend. Fucking impossible. 

I'm sorry baby girl. I miss you something fierce today. I'm so sorry. Wait for me, let's go to the stars. 


  1. It is incomprehensible, Michelle, but you did your job perfectly with Violet. You protected her from everything a mother can protect her baby from. You did not fail. I know you can't believe that now, but you didn't. We could not protect our girls from the invisible killers.

  2. I stumbled across your blog last year. I'm so sorry for the loss of your beautiful daughter. I hope you are as well as possible, it's been a long time since you've written. I know we don't know each other but I think of you often, your daughters life, your life and your words have touched my heart.