Category : Books-Non-Fiction

Sub Category : Biography

Living in the darkness, and the life that was taken , a life that meant the world to me, was taken from my belly. It became my lifetime nightmare, people judged me for what I did, but what they didn't  realize...I would have died if I waited to long. I gave my unborn a name, and picked out a pretty blanket. I held her in the palm of my hand. She was only 10-week old. The life growing inside my fallopian tubes could not continue to live. I was pushed into the darkness, with no way to escape. Shunned from my church for something I had no control of, and labeled as a baby killer. I suffer this grief on my own because nobody wants to understand. If life is so important, then why isn't mine in the end? All I ever wanted was to hold my unborn child, making plans for her future....with a beautiful life ahead of her. Those dreams were shattered on December 2, 2016, when her heart stopped beating inside of me. I would have sacrificed my life for her to live, but that wasn't my decision. Others do not understand the pain and grief I have to endure...pieces of my heart being ripped away...the darkness trying to consume me....sitting at death's door. Thinking of the future I could have had with my daughter, if only a Higher Power would have allowed it. This life isn't of my own because I don't  seem to control it. I'm  living in between life and death...drowning in the darkness. If by some miracle, the light can find its way to me, then maybe by heart can finally mend and feel like I am forgiven.