Tomorrow will be my first Birthday without you singing to me. I think of your beautiful voice and how much you loved to sing.You always had to sing louder than everyone else whether it was on stage or in the car. Sing loud for me tonight pretty girl! Louder than all the people on earth combined; louder than the Angels in Heaven .....loud enough that Mommy can hear you tonight. Or maybe sing to me in my dreams....It would be the best birthday present ever. I miss you so much! I love you, Ashleigh Marie.....
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