Stories of Lost Children
Princess
by Leeantoinelle, Richmond, MN, U.S.A.
I was a single mom when giving birth to my beautiful healthy baby girl in September 2011. I had arrived home and with the help of my mother I was able to get situated to being a mom. surprisingly it wasn't hard to adapt to being a parent. I had taken so many pictures of her every move, every first moments, first Christmas, first Thanksgiving, first birthday and much more. We had traveled by plane and by car to visit extended family. As my Princess had grown, started to walk and able to speak, eat on her own my life had become full of life, happiness, the sun was shinning everyday it felt. I loved every minute it of being a mom towards her.
September 2013 I had started to plan her 2nd Birthday and took her with me to get ideas. She loved puppies, so we were looking for a puppy theme. We had no luck. Took her to the park and we got lunch. That night changed my life forever. My daughter had taken a fall and was left unconscious, first responders tried to help her, we were rushed to the hospital by ambulance later x-rays were taken and she had head trauma and needed surgery immediately. My daughter was rushed by helicopter to the cities hospital. My whole drive there I was a basket case, praying, crying and in disbelief this was happening to me. A few of my family members later arrived. The doctor came in the room and gave me the news, my daughter hadn't made the surgery and tests shown she was brain dead. I myself know being put on the machine wasn't a way of life. As I am sitting beside her, holding her hand, rubbing her feet and giving her so many kisses on her nose, her cheek, her forehead I wasn't ready to let her go. As I was sitting with her singing her Lully-bye to her I knew then she can go and be with the angels. They had disconnected her, put her in my arms and I can't tell you how much I didn't want her to go. As minutes went by which felt like hours because I was in the moment with her it was time to lay her to rest on the bed. We had taken her last foot prints, her last hand print, baptized her and gave her my last kiss. I can't believe that day was perfect and still replays to this very day of how life can change in a moments flash. I can't seem to go into her room without crying, without smelling her clothes. I still have her bath towel hanging on the door. It's still hard to this very day. I keep a journal next to my bed in hopes the lord reads what I am writing to my Princess. It's so hard to lose my only child. Pictures are all around the house. Wish this never happens and honestly I still ask God why me and why her.
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