Khyri Lynn was my perfect baby girl. She was taken from us too soon by the worst of accidents when she fell into a canal at daycare. I am her mom, and this is my story...from dark to dawn...the good, the bad, and the awful. This blog is an outlet, a coping mechanism, a hope that maybe reading my story will help other grieving parents write theirs.
October 24, 2014
October 24th, 2014...it was a Friday, like today. There was a nip in the air. The sky was blue. Vicki and Brie came over bright and early to help get Khaily ready, because I just couldn't. Kami came and got pictures. Black sweater, grey slacks, boots that I wished I had found months ago (finally comfy dress boots.) 9:35 I walked out my door to head to the home. People filtered in. I dont remember who was there, or how full it was, but I'm told that there was standing room only by the time it started. You Are My Sunshine. Borrowed Angels. Homesick. Pink, purple, green. 4 dozen red roses in the corner. Seahorse. Who You'd Be Today. Seahorse. She has her seahorse....she has her seahorse.....
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