Damian Stewart Singleton. One of the first guys I ever loved. Whether it was crushing me in scholar's bowl or dancing around in math class, he never failed to put a smile on someone's face. Today, at 3:46 p.m. he went to be with God. Once again I ask. Why? Why do this to me. Again. I can't. Damian was always there to comfort me when I needed someone to talk to and his presence will always be missed. I love you so much Damian. Maybe he will be up there with El. Damian was about to be an uncle to a little girl, so maybe he will find comfort in playing with my baby El. Fly high to another angel gone too too soon.
I will be taking a break from writing until further notice. This might be a couple days, a week, a month, a year, maybe never. I'm not sure. Please keep the Singleton/Stewart family in your prayers today as you go about your life.
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Missing Your Miscarriage
Non-FictionTW: This is the story of how I am coping with the loss of my beautiful Ellington Rae. I am sharing my story to spread awareness that this could happen to anyone, anywhere. I hope you take the time to read this and I hope I can help you find some pea...
