Because of the 4th of July coming up soon they keep playing on the radio, Firework by Katy Perry. The first time I heard it on the radio I was in the car with Ashleigh. She always had to have music playing. She was constantly breaking out into songs and laughter. Anyway, we heard the song and I told her that if I could write her a song that would be how I felt about her. After that whenever we would hear it playing we would sing it as loud as we could. If it came on and the other wasn't there we would text the words to each other. We did that often with songs. I consider it one of her songs. Now when I hear it playing, whether in the car or at a store, I cry everytime. But I force myself to sing it and then my tears mix with laughter and joy of the tremendous memory she was given me. I can see her next to me singing and dancing, doing goofy things to make you smile as only Ashleigh could. She was the Fireworks and she stole the Show........I miss you Ashleigh.....
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.
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