Please, don't ask me if I'm over it yet.
I'll never be over it.
Please, don't tell me she's in a better place.
She isn't with me.
Please, don't say at least she isn't suffering.
I haven't come to terms with why she had to suffer at all.
Please, don't tell me you know how I feel
Unless you have lost a child.
Please, don't ask me if I feel better.
Bereavement isn't a condition that clears up.
Please, don't tell me at least you had her for so many years.
What year would you choose for your child to die?
Please, don't tell me God never gives us more than we can bear.
Please, just tell me you are sorry.
Please, just say you remember my child, if you do.
Please, just let me talk about my child.
Please, mention my child's name.
Please, just let me cry.
--Rita Moran. Published in Compassionate Friends
On a lighter note, it's time to post a new video of Kerrigan. These videos are my testament to how horrible mothers can be sometimes when we use the torture of our children for our own cheap amusement.
