Stories of Lost Children
Letter to McKenlee
by Emilee Rogers, Nicholasville, KY, U.S.A.
McKenlee:
Hello baby. Well you would be almost six months old this month, June. And I miss you terribly. I still can't believe you are gone. Some mornings I wake up still in shock at the fact that my baby died. I read my pregnancy diary today, and it breaks my heart to realize how wanted and loved you were before I even knew you. And I remember looking into your big blue beautiful eyes and thinking how lucky I was to have the days I had you. I only wish it had been more than 14 days. I never even got to show you your nursery; you didn't get to wear your fur coat or your leopard shoes. I am so mad still at the fact that you aren't here with me. I was supposed to be holding my baby girl tonight, not just the wishes and hopes I had for you. And I know that you are aware of what is happening with me and your daddy and I just hope that you will be my side and help me through our divorce. I feel like it is the right thing to do, but it still hurts and it is still confusing at times. But the promise I made to you the day before you died is always going to stay true. Just like I told you that if you were tired of holding on to go ahead and go because mommy will be fine, I still mean that. I am going to be fine my precious angel. But give me time. I miss and love more and more with each day that passes. Love, Mommy
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