I tell you about Childhood Cancer...I tell you about Millie’s short life with us...
Tonight though, I’m gonna tell you about me. About my broken heart 
. About how I miss her so much it’s like my chest will explode with the grief built up inside.
. About how I miss her so much it’s like my chest will explode with the grief built up inside. As I finished this round of tears my pillow had to be turned over. It is just too wet to sleep on. But then who’s sleeping with a broken heart?
Most days my rational side can keep walking bathed in the mist of sadness from losing her.
Most nights I can close my eyes to sweet dreams of her, but tonight— tonight what comes to mind is her last moments in my arms. The moment I laid her body down the last time. Tonight the tears cleanse my face but not my sorrow of forever missing my girl. This will hurt until heaven...
Blessings sweet friends…
☆｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ｡･:*:･ﾟ★
I still believe in Millie’s Miracle
☆｡･:*:･ﾟ Hebrews 11:1 ｡･:*:･ﾟ☆
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