I clung to knowing her humanity would be validated to me when I saw her as a living, breathing human being. I would hold my daughter and be her daddy. I wanted to watch her die, because that would mean that I got to watch her live. Think about that one for a second. Now it was all gone. I longed for just five minutes with her, heck, five seconds with her.
We spent months bracing and preparing for the death of our daughter.
Royce Young
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Beautifully written, I am sorry for your loss.

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