Saturday, September 19, 2015

Never Stop Fighting! Please!

A Saturday phone call to my Mother enlisted a reminder of some of the last words my daughter spoke to me as she was being ripped from my arms by CPS.  

"Mommy, please never never stop fighting for me!, she wailed through her sniffles..arms extended, and nothing I could do. They showed me a warrant...


How a suppressed memory like this can pierce my heart. After so much time....

Somehow we know we can never stop fighting. 







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