I want my daughter back. Sometimes, I seem like I am doing well, and a lot of the times I am. But, the hurt and sorrow in my heart is not gone. It is still there and it will sneek up on me and the pain is strong and deep. I am so sad that I am writing about my daughter rather then caring for her.
I want my daughter back. I only held her for a very short time, probably less than an hour. It was not enough time. In truth, I could have held her for hours and it would not have been enough time. It is times like now, when I am here alone in the dark, that I miss her the most. I wish I were holding her. I wish I could feel her breathe, I wish I was exhausted from sleepless nights filled with her cries. Instead, I am only left with the feeling and the thought, I want my daughter back.
Our lives are not complete without her. She was suppose to complete our family. We were waiting for her. I miss her, I miss the idea of her, I am sad and wish this didn't turn out the way that it did.