On May 1st, 2019, Ella and her 5th grade classmates created a story that was published & made into a real, hardcover book that each student received a copy of. I didn't know anything about it until I saw the book. Everyone had 2 pages in the book for words and an illustration. This was Ella's page. Blessed to have a daughter with such a sweet soul. She misses her sister. She drew Evee's "tuft" of hair and all. My heart breaks when I think of the pain Ella is holding onto. Such a sweet, innocent, creative memory for an 11-year-old to make.
Evee has been gone for 15 long months. That makes me sick to even type. I remember last May I worked on Evee's case during the day, hard. I went crazy doing everything I could, my parents would come home from work and stacks of papers filled their table. Then when everyone went home for the work day & I couldn't get a hold of anyone anymore, I went into the back room, and just laid there, unable to move. Meanwhile, I was completely oblivious to my living daughter's pain.
Please pray for my Ella. She is struggling. The day she held her sister for the last time, trauma was filling her mind and body. I remember her feeling Evee's legs and barely getting words out, sniffling, "she's so cold, why is she so cold?" I moved Evee's bonnet on her head to get a better look at her tuft 💔 and Ella saw the staples from the autopsy. She let out a screaming cry and kept saying "I can't believe this is happening, I can't believe she is gone." She didn't want to leave that funeral home March 2nd. I didn't want to leave. Ella was 11 when this happened. She will never, ever forget those staples in her sister's head. She'll never forget the horror that followed, the pain and confusion she felt that next week, all the unanswered questions, the way she saw her mother for the next....15 months. 😔
God will help us get through this, no matter how long it takes. I really believe in the power of prayer, though. So if you don't mind, please pray for my Ella.