When I looked down, her eyes still closed, a large, lone tear streamed out from the corner of her eye toward her ear. She died a couple hours later. My youngest child, my daughter. I don’t just wish for five more minutes, I wish for a lifetime.
Goodbye to Camille and Chloe
Written by Melissa Spiller on May 23, 2011
I want to keep finding clothes for little skinny girls who have no booty to hold them up. I will so miss you. I don’t wanna say goodbye.
