A month after my husband passed, I grew into a deep depression. I took good care of my child and tried never to let her see me so down. I was so sad all the time. It was so bad that I thought my little girl would have a better life without me. Thankfully, I came to my senses and realized that would have been the worst, most selfish thing I could have done. So, there I was, raising my child alone, ending every night sobbing in my bed. One day, when I was standing outside my daughter’s room, I sobbed. I couldn’t help it. I was trying to be quiet but I could not hold it in. My back was to her door and when I turned around, I had two big eyes staring at me. Katie stood, dumbfounded. She’d never seen me cry. And this is what made me crumble. My toddler, who could barely speak, looked up and said. “Mommy, gonna be OK.” And hugged my legs…let me tell you I LOST IT. I was crying happy tears at this point because I knew I was going to be okay. This little girl loved me so much…and I loved her even more.
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