Remembering Go ahead and mention my child the one that died you know. Don't worry about hurting me further, the depth of my pain doesn't show. Don't worry about making me cry, I'm already crying inside. Help me to heal by releasing, the tears that I try to hide. I'm hurting when you just keep silent, pretending she didn't exist. I'd rather you mention my child, knowing she has been missed. You asked me how I was doing, I say "Pretty Good" or "Fine" But healing is something ongoing, I feel it will take a lifetime. Written by Elizabeth Dent Submitted by Shannon - Shabs225 11/28/01