Topic > Reflection on a daughter who loses her father - 624

This is a day that I will remember for the rest of my life, it was as if the wind had taken away my body, as if someone had hit me in the chest, in the head was left spinning. I felt pain and frustration like I had never felt before. I have experienced death before (seeing family members die), but seeing my son suffer was something in itself. It all started months earlier, when my daughter found out her father was in prison again. He had messed up once again, as he had done so many times in his life, while she was growing into an intelligent woman, despite her bad decisions. At that moment she didn't know what she was about to feel, and something I couldn't stop her from knowing, that kind of pain! It was Christmas and I was tasting the most delicious food ever. My mother is a wonderful cook: dressing, turkey, black beans, potato salad, just like Thanksgiving, all over again. All you could smell was the sweet potato pies and spice cakes baking in the oven. It was Christmas and we were scheduling my surgery for the next day, we were talking about “wh...