The third anniversary of loosing my oldest daughter...and I still don't know if I am doing things right. Just thought I would share a poem I wrote for anyone dealing with the same...



Today is an un-birthday

It is not a day of joy

Full of gifts and toys

It is not full of smiles

Or cards sent over the miles

It’s not a day of dreams

Birthday cards or ice cream



Today is an un-birthday

It’s a day full of tears

Full of pain and mascara… Continue