I lost my daughter and my friend
My daughter's name was Brigitte. I named her that because my mom wanted to name me that and I also loved the name. She was 29 when she was killed in a single car accident Feb. 18 2013. She was driving. She had been going through some trouble with drinking and some drugs. She married a guy who got her started in drugs. We drifted apart because I disliked her husband so much and worried for her baby and her older daughter from her first marriage. Her husband ends up in jail and Brigitte starts telling about the abuse she suffered from him. She files for divorce and serves him with a TPO while he was in Jail. She dies just short of when her divorce becomes final so he gets out of jail free. They called it a hard luck case. He was in jail for violation of probation and not paying his first wife child support. He also beat his first wife and abused his kids.
He had not seen Brigitte in a year or the baby. He gets out and cancels our funeral plans and says that he is going to cremate her but if we put his name in the paper as her husband and he doesn't have to pay anything we could go ahead with our funeral plans.
Afterwards he wants custody of the 2yrs old. We fight for 5 months in court and My husband and I have custody of both my daughter's girls. Praise God.
Now the fight is over but I feel this great sense of loss. I miss my daughter so much. I thought to myself I wish she was here for our celebration dinner and then I thought well there wouldn't be a custody celebration dinner if she hadn't died.
Before she died we were getting close again. I felt like I could help her get her life back. I told her I loved her no matter what she had done and I always had. She said I know you do.
Maybe three weeks later she died. I remember the last time I saw her she was walking out of my garage to her truck. I started to shut the door but I didn't I watched her a little longer as she walk out of garage for the last time. A big part of me died with her. She was my baby, my daughter and my best friend. I sometimes feel that my life will never be complete again. I can't even imagine truly being happy again like I was when she was alive. I think to myself - hurry Jesus come back soon. I miss my baby so much. I even asked to die just for awhile so I can tell her good bye and that I will see her later. My heart continues to ache so much still after 5 months. I cry everyday.
I know people if they knew I cried so much would say what about the two grand babies you have now. You have to be strong for them. I am in front of them but any moment alone I hurt so bad. I am glad that God blessed my husband and I with our daughters girls and my son her 30 yr old brother who is married with a 2yr girl also and a sweet wife.
I know I should be grateful. I am but I can't stop missing my baby.