A Little Heroine
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In Loving Memory
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I spent as much time as I could by her side, knowing that this would be the last time I would see
her, except at her funeral. I stroked her hair and held her tiny little hand. I rubbed her little feet and toes. I wanted
to touch her as if by doing so, some of my life would somehow be transferred to her. But that only works in movies and books.
I still talked to her. I still told her how much I love her. I will always love her. A part of me died right along with her.
I was allowed to hold her before I left the hospital. I wanted so badly to run out the door with her. The weeks prior to this, she seemed so big and heavy. But holding her this time, she felt so small and light as a feather. I never wanted to let her go. I wished so hard to take her place. I would have.
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neglect, please call the Missouri Child Abuse or Neglect Hotline at 1-800-392-3738.
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