I hovered over her casket, knowing they would soon come to close the lid and that would be it. I would never hold her or touch her again…at least, not this side of Heaven. I fought that moment with every primal-mother instinct within me until I forced myself to let go and crumple into a heap of agony. It was Valentine’s Day 2008, and the thin, frail body that had housed my precious daughter’s soul, was being laid to rest.
The grief of losing a child is a feeling like no other. Although, I would never wish this pain upon anyone, it seems there are many who walk this road. God bless you on your journey. May you never fail to feel God’s comforting arms around you.