Stories of Lost Children
Thoughts on my 5 year anniversary
by Barb, Streetsboro, Ohio, U.S.A.
I never knew love like I knew it with my daughter. I remember the first time I looked at her, she took my breath away. I was so excited to be a mommy, her mommy. She was beautiful. I was young, only 21 and single, but my mom and dad were going to help me raise Megan. I felt very blessed. Shortly after Meg was born, her problems became apparent. The perfect baby I had anticipated wasn't to be. The baby God decided to give me was disabled, and at first I was so shocked and upset. But then I started to feel special because God decided I was to take care of one of His most precious angels. My Megan couldn't see or hear and she had CP. It seemed like every week we were in a different doctors office. But that was okay, because we were together. Megan was my best friend. When Megan died 3 weeks after her 2nd birthday, I was so angry. I still am sometimes. She died from pneumonia complications - out of everything that was wrong she had to die from something so simple! I'll never understand it. Never. What do I do with all of the nursery rhymes I want to sing? What do I do with all of spare time I have? It's been five years today since Meggie left me. Do I hurt less than I did five years ago? Sure. But would I give anything to have my best friend back? You bet I would. I love you Megan, mommy will always love you.
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