It has been six years since our daughter, Kylene Marie, passed away.

At 13:50 the paramedics pronounced her dead and drove away. I sat in a police cruiser wondering how I missed the signs that she was dying?? Everyone tells me it was "meant to be". I do not understand how that is possible. We are not supposed to bury our babies, especially when they are your only child and reason for everything you do. She gave me purpose. She gave me strength. She gave me a voice, when I did not know what I was supposed to say.

I have heard people call me caustic, blunt, harsh at times; they have NO idea what I am. I do not suffer fools. I do not take baloney from anyone. I do not listen to liars without calling them out. If that makes me all of the negative things people have thought of me, so be it, I guess. WHEN you fight for your child's life, everyday, and you can still take the silliness and shallowness of others, without taking a stand to stop the merry-go-round and get off...give me a call...I will personally applaud you.

Kylene was so special. Kylene Marie Privett is my angel. Today is her Angel Birthday. Happy birthday, Sweetie, I love you. 12.14.83 ~ 08.13.07.

Please God, give me some peace, make me understand why you took her back home and give me strength to continue until I see her again.

 
~ Mom