It’s been 7 years, nearly 8, since a piece of my heart was ripped out as my daughter died in my arms. Life moves on but the pain remains. You don’t want to revisit the ordeal that opens the wound in your heart, to be put back into the...
Jul102019
It’s been 7 years, nearly 8, since a piece of my heart was ripped out as my daughter died in my arms. Life moves on but the pain remains. You don’t want to revisit the ordeal that opens the wound in your heart, to be put back into the...