grieving with guinever
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I lost my four and one half daughter in 1988. Her name was emily claire, with strawberry shoulder length hair and big blue eyes. A car accident that I tried to prevent. I was holding her in the street when a neighbor picked me up to leave her lying there bleeding. I know how you feel, missing your daughter and knowing you will never get to kiss her little soft cheeks again or speak to her or hold her. I go visit emily at the cementary and cant think of what to say. but that i love her.
grieving with guinever 
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