Today, was the day that God decided to give me my own personal Angel. I went to the hospital knowing that I was never going to come out the same way I went in. I knew that Star was not going to come home, but the reality of it was, I had to come to grips with delivering my princess and still find a way to live. The moment she entered this world my heart overflowed with love, resentment and unclarity. I had questions that I knew never were going to be answered. After holding her and saying a silent prayer I was able to let go or so I thought. Somehow, I found the strength to say goodbye. I left the hospital with peace but God knows I was hurting. I hurt for days, weeks, and months. I just wanted God to allow me to have one more day. I wrote poetry, read the bible and cried. I did this for weeks without anybody knowing, not even my husband, until one day, something inside of me said YOU must find a way to go on. Be FREE, Be HAPPY and SMILE. On the outside looking in, I'm pretty sure everyone thought I was doing great, but behind close doors I was a complete mess. I put on my mask and hid it very well. It has been 7 years, since I lost my Princess Star and although I no longer cry as much as I used to, I am doing well! I am surviving! I am HAPPY! GOD placed her in my life for only a short time but she will forever LIVE IN MY HEART! STILL MISSING YOU....
R.I.P. My Angel!!!!