Members ellatherese Posted January 2, 2009 Members Report Share Posted January 2, 2009 Hello, I am new here. I have been reading here off and on and considerin writing now and then, but each time I wound up in tears so that I gave it up and just crawled into my bed. My daughter Christine was killed when she was thrown from her horse against a light pole and sustained a deep wound to her head. She was taken by lifelight to Herman Hospital in Houston, Texas where she died. This happened in 1979 and I am still dieing inside. She was my beloved girl, my everything. I still have twin sons, the reason why I continued living I tell myself. And to keep the memory of Christine in my mind. Yet my life, the way it had been until then, had ended with her. I knew I had to go on living, but I have been carrying this pain inside of me all these years and I cry myself to sleep each night. I do believe in God, but my belief is not that strong that I can simply say it was His will and let it go with it. Or that I can say say I will see her again and trust in that and turn my back and laugh again. I am desperate, and I miss the baby I held in my arms, the little girl that grew up in such sweet ways and the teenager that was so beautiful and loved her mother as much as she loved her. We had so much fun together, and yet she had seriousness inside of her beyond her years. I ask each day, where is she, does she still exist, somewhere? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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