One very special thing

Sometimes I just like to write about special memories I have of Kaitlyn. One of the most special things we did was, whenever we were riding in the car with her daddy driving, me on the passenger side, and her directly behind me, a lot of times I would put my arm over my backrest, not looking back, and she would grab my finger and squeeze it until I let go. We did that all her life. Nothing was ever said when we did that. It was our special way of saying we loved each other and we were kindred spirits. We did it on her last visit to us.

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About gatito2

My name is Rhonda. I'm a registered nurse, for the last 20 years, that has not been able to work since the day I learned of my daughter's death by suicide 4-12-13. (She actually died 4-11-13 and her body was not found until the 12th) Me and my husband have been married for 32 years and he's a wonderful man. We grieve in different ways. He works, I write. This is my journey through this horrible land of losing a child..
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