one month

One month ago today

this brave little girl took my hand and walked away from everything she ever knew.

We press on together.

Through the highs and lows

the ups and downs

the ear shattering screams

and all the tears, oh my goodness the tears,

we press on.

My prayer every night as I bend over her sleeping frame

kiss her little cheek

and smooth those little curls away from her face

is always the same.

"Help her to heal.  
Help her to know how much I love her and to believe in that love with her whole heart.

Mostly, help me to do right by her."