I Love You Mommy

It's Sunday night and I am sitting here looking at my daughters pic.  She was so beautiful.  I miss her so much.  Some days i just can't cope and I get so very sad.  I use this blog as a coping tool to help me.  Jeannette was my youngest.  When she was a child and scraped her knee or elbow or anywhere I would immediately manage to put a bandage on it.  I would kiss her and tell her everything will be o.k.  She would hug me and tell me, "I love You, mommy."  I was in control alright.  When she was dying of breast cancer and she cried out to me, "Ma, please help me."  I did not know what to do.  No medication was strong enough to take the pain away.  I cried out to the doctors and nurses for help .   There was nothing they could do.  I was not in control of the situation.  I wanted to scream.  I cried out to God.  I made so many promises to him if only the pain would go away.   All I could do was hold her hand and try and calm her. She opened her beautiful big brown eyes   and whispered to me, " I love You Mommy."