“The loss is immeasurable, and so is the love.” -

Susan Berté

November 8 is approaching, the most horrific day of my life. I don't think grief will ever end because I will never stop loving and missing my girl. It is going to be 16 years that I have been living without my daughter and still there is NOT a day that goes by that I don't think of her. I say good morning and good night every day. Some days I still hold one-sided conversations with Laura. I make sure she hears me when I am delighted spending time with Emma, my granddaughter. Laura would have been over the moon if she was here when Emma was born. I have missed sharing so many experiences with my daughter.

Photograph repurposed from my Facebook feed. Power of Positivity