We love with our hearts. We feel with our hearts. When our love is betrayed we often times feel hopeless.
Because she loved a boy so much … my daughter wanted to end her life one night. I had to take a razor blade out of her hand, throw away a blood soaked towel & bedding, bandage her arm in two places and lay next to her in bed all through the night telling her how much we love and need her here. How I understood the heart ache but that giving up was NOT an option.
I prayed she heard me.
I don’t have all the answers and I don’t know why some people do the cold hearted things they do but one thing I know for sure is…… she matters. She is my daughter. She heard my heart beating from the inside and I will be here to hold her tight as she cries. To inspire her. To love her. To watch her grow & to watch her make mistakes. To watch her love her littlest sister and to watch her stand up for special needs kids.
A part of me would have died if she left us that night. She may be a pain in the butt teenager at times but she is my daughter. Forever.
Emily would have lost a protective sister and Lily would have lost her soul mate. Verizon would have missed the 50 gazillion texts that run through their network because of her & the rest of the world would have missed out on one amazing girl.
All because she loved a boy.