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.