Went to the cemetery and tied a little purple bow to Ashleigh's head stone for October. Still miss her. The ground above the grass has all grown over it now. I just laid there with her for a while till I heard her voice in my head say "mom get up. I've done told you I'm not there." So I got up and smiled. I couldn't stay there like that forever and she would have kicked my butt if I had tried.
This is a chronicle of the grieving process at the murder of my daughter, Ashleigh Marie Lindsey and her unborn Baby Patience Lynn. They call the parentless child an orphan & the married person who loses their mate a widow/widower but what do they call a parent who loses a child? There is no word given for the parent who have seen this kind of untimely death.
Website by Ashleigh's Patience Project