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Show CHRYSALIS PAGE 120 I shouldn't dwell on these things or I'll lose what mind I have left. Almost six weeks and the hurt is still so fresh. Help, help - I just can't let her go. Whatever will I do? Sunday I'm going up to the cemetery to be with her again. It's like a magnet drawing me there. I don't approve of these things, but somehow it's different when it's your own baby there. Oh dear, I was feeling better today, and now I started thinking again. If only the mind could be shut off. Wasn't she a little special? I mean by special, a quality about her - perhaps love. She was so full of love. She seemed to radiate it. Oh dear - again! Well, goodnight. Aren't the nightmares terrible? I have them every night. Last night we were at my grandma's in Greenville. I was sleeping alone in a strange room, and I got so scared! I felt Kie was right out there in the dark and could come in if I opened the |