If I stand in the rain, I can drown in something other than my sorrows,
But the pain would be there tomorrow,
So tired of this life,
So tired to fight,
Thoughts that I can't unthink,
Life that I can't unlive,
Pain that is uncurable
Was he born to die?
Why? Why me? Why my child? What did I do wrong? There she was, my precious little star fighting for her life. With nothing to hold on to. As I opened the brown, heavy door, I saw her my treasurable daughter, Evania. With wires everywhere; a 14 months old baby, my baby, suffering from, cancer, an evil, murderous disease.
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Mothers Little Star
No FicciónWhy? Why me? Why my child? What did I do wrong? This story about how a mother recovers after knowing that one of her twins suffers cancer , this traumatizing story about a mother and a sister