I've endured many losses throughout my life. Losses that forever changed who I am and where my life would go. It has seemed like death surrounded me from a young age. I lost all three of my grandparents by the time I was 17 year's old. Not to mention some friends in middle school that changed my innocencence. The worse and most heartbreaking loss would be that of my daughter Cheanelle who was diagnosed with AML when she was a year and a half on 6/6/01 and 6 month's later she would take her last breath in my arm's. It's a day , feeling, and sound that forever haunts my soul. I was grief stricken for Year's after I lost her I couldn't figure out how to live without my baby girl. It broke me in ways I never knew a person could break and have never been the same. I'm starting these short stories to explore death and dying, for I feel that society has made death a taboo conversation, when in reality it should be talked about. We all live to die, weather we want to or not.