Four years ago today, my little girl's heartbeat was racing. No concern from the doctor. I sure wish I hadn't had an appointment that day, then I would have had a nurse come to my house instead. Nurses seem to be more knowledgeable than doctors sometimes, or at least they seem to take concerns more seriously.
Sometime later that day, my little girl flew away.... taking a huge chunk from my heart with her.
oh how I miss my little girl and her daddy!!
- I am a bereaved mother and wife. I began this blog to help me look for the "good things" in life after my daughter, "Babybear", died in July 2005. Three years later, her daddy, my husband, "Bear", died in November 2008. (You'll find a link to their stories on my blog) And now, as difficult as it is, I continue to look for the good things in my life as I learn my new normal with my pup, "Furrybear", at my side. And the angels on my shoulder...