Ambria’s Oasis

No matter how loud you scream, you cannot silence the voice of grief.

No matter how hard you cry, you can’t rid yourself of the pain grief creates.

No matter how fast you run, you can’t outrun the grips of grief.

No matter how high you climb, you can’t escape grief’s grasp.

No matter how deep into the woods you hike, you won’t reach a hiding place where grief can’t find you.

No matter how far you drive, you can’t escape the hold grief has on your heart.

There’s no amount of wine, mindless tv, or retail therapy that can numb the grief away.

No matter what you do, grief can’t be stopped.

Trust me. I’ve tried. All of it. Many times. To no avail.

WHY? Why can the person grieving not get away from it? Because grief is a byproduct of love.

The love we feel is forever, so we must expect the grief to remain with us. As we hold the love in our heart, we must expect grief to be a part of our daily life. We must find a way to ride the waves when they come crashing in. We must find a way to surrender and float when we’re too exhausted to tread. We must find the strength to pull up a chair, let grief sit with us, and just breathe.

For me, God is that way. He’s the only one who can provide peace, comfort, and hope in an otherwise chaotic and hopeless situation. He’s the only one who can provide an eternity where pain and suffering ends…where grief disappears and a glorious reunion replaces it forever.

Yes, there will still be times when I try to scream louder than the voice of grief. There will be times I try to cry it away. There will be times I try to outrun, outdrive, or outclimb the grips of grief. There will be times when I fight with everything in me to push it down or numb it away, but I know it’s always there. Lucky for me, God is always there, too…filling my mind with precious memories I hold dear, filling my heart with gratitude for the love I’ve experienced, and filling my soul with the promise of life thereafter. He’s always there…allowing little signs to let me know my baby girl is always here with me, too. Yes, I will grieve for the rest of my life, but I will also carry one of the greatest, deepest loves I’ve ever known alongside it. 💜✝️

Don’t delay guys…sign up today to guarantee your t-shirt and goody bag. It’s a beautiful route for a beautiful girl. All proceeds go toward our nonprofit, Ambria’s Oasis. 💜😇💜
Last year, we had a great turnout. Let’s make it even bigger and better this year!! 🥳🎉
Music will be streamed, videos and pictures taken, medals awarded! 🎵📸🥇🥈🥉

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Live Like Ambria 5k The Live Like Ambria 5k is on Saturday September 21, 2024.

C’mon runners and walkers!!! Join us for the 2nd annual Live Like Ambria Day 5K at Charlie Daniels Park on 9/21/24.

The race will begin at 8am. Tom’s Coffee Truck will be there as well. Last year, we had a GREAT turnout, and I’m hoping this year will be even better! 💜😊💜

For those of you who want to compete, Performance Race Services is joining us this year with music, timing chips, a finish line clock, plus plenty of pictures and videos. 🥇🥈🥉

If you’d rather just enjoy a leisurely walk on a beautiful route in honor of Ambria, you are more than welcome, too! 💜

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Live Like Ambria 5k The Live Like Ambria 5k is on Saturday September 21, 2024.

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Ambria fell in love with the game of volleyball at a very young age. When she discovered the position of libero, she was head over heels for the game. I can’t tell you how many hours she spent practicing…constantly working on passing, serving, and digging. She worked incredibly hard to make consistent improvements, and we loved to watch her play.

Now, it’s your turn to come out and play her favorite game as we celebrate her beautiful life.

Grab a teammate, complete the registration form, and get ready to put your feet in the sand & have some fun!

💜You must register as a team.
💜12-14 age group will begin at noon on both courts.
💜15+ age group will begin @ 2ish.

Don’t delay…register today! 😊
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Grief is such a tricky thing. Most of the time, I try to maintain the perspective that grief is love, which allows me to embrace it. Treating grief as love prevents me from looking at it in only a negative way. That being said, some days it’s a lot more difficult to find any positive. I’m finding that to be true more often these days.

Lately, grief seems to be surrounding me with only sadness and heartache. I long to see all that Ambria would have accomplished and the fun she would have had during her senior year of high school. We talked about it often, and we had so many plans.

The triggers are surrounding me and seem to be aimed at my heart like daggers continuously throughout the day.

“Tax free weekend” was a phrase Ambria and I looked forward to prior to every school year. It was typically a weekend that involved us “shopping til we dropped,” with Courtney Blevins & Izzie Ferrell, or Kim Pierce Tutt & Shelby Tutt. I have so many memories of waiting in long lines just for the girls to try on clothes then hearing all the giggles that came from their dressing rooms. We would then wait in another ridiculously long line to pay. There was a lot of waiting but also a lot of memories. We literally would shop until we had no energy left…taking a break to grab Starbucks then pressing on.

As much as Ambria enjoyed clothes shopping though, I truly believe her favorite part of back to school was picking out her supplies. She was incredibly meticulous about all of it…the colors of her binders, spirals, and folders, the types of pens, pencils, and highlighters, the extras that would help her stay organized. She loved it. She truly had a love for learning from the very beginning, and because of it, I didn’t mind splurging on her school supplies. I knew it mattered to her, and she took great pride in the way she would use each one.

I can’t do these things with her anymore, and it absolutely breaks my heart. What breaks it even more is the fact that she should be starting her senior year this week. I’m trying not to give that reality too much power, but that’s much easier said than done. I’m having a REALLY hard time with this, so I’m asking for some extra prayers. Specifically, I ask that you will pray for me (and my fellas) to find comfort and peace. Pray that we will feel God’s loving arms wrapped around us. Pray that we will feel Ambria right here beside us…that we will receive special little winks from her and be surrounded by her love. While you do that, I’ll continue to pray for blessings over you and that you don’t grow weary of lifting us up. Thank you in advance.
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With pickleball being the game of choice for so many these days, we decided to add a pickleball tournament to Live Like Ambria Day this year. It should be a lot of fun, so please register today!

www.ambriasoasis.org/pickleball

Each participant will receive a t-shirt and a bag. You must register as a team. Please be sure to select the appropriate age group and skill level when registering. Registration fees can be paid via Venmo or PayPal…links are under the registration form. Hope to see you on the courts! 💜🏓💜🏓💜

Pickleball Registration — Ambria's Oasis Pickleball Tournament Registration Form 💜 Important Event Information 💜 💜 The tournament begins at 8:00 am. 💜 Participants and guests may begin arriving at 7:00 am. 💜 Tournament play dependent on the number of teams registered with a minimum of two games.💜 Tom’s Coffee Truck will...

https://runsignup.com/Race/TN/MtJuliet/LiveLikeAmbria5k

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CALLING ALL RUNNERS, WALKERS, & CRAWLERS…
Registration is open for the 2nd annual Live Like Ambria Day 5K. This year, Performance Race Services will be managing it for us with streamed music, timing chips, pictures, videos, and lots of hype! A medal will be awarded to the top finisher overall, and medals will also be awarded to those finishing first from each decade. Whether you’re serious about running or prefer to walk at a leisurely pace, please register today. It’s going to be a lot of fun!!
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Live Like Ambria 5k The Live Like Ambria 5k is on Saturday September 21, 2024.

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Put this on your calendar…it will be here before we know it! 💜😊
Registration for the 5K should open up this week. I will post as soon as it’s available. 💜

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Ambria loved a good trend. It all started with “fancy dresses” when she was between two and three years old. 👗 I would find and order a dress without telling her, and her face would light up when it arrived…smiling her classic smirk of course.😊 One of her favorites was a white dress with flowers inside the tulle.
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A few years later, the
“Jo-Jo Bows” hit the scene, and she had quite the variety. We bought her several, but she saved her money and purchased many on her own. From there, her collection progressed to chokers, pura vida bracelets, squishmallows, and fairy lights…just to name a few. Ambria was never very materialistic, but she fully embraced being trendy.

Ambria was super independent from a very young age. This might surprise some people because she was always pretty shy, but she truly loved to do things herself. I really think that’s why she loved going to eat at Ryan’s or Cici’s. She could get her own tray and help herself to whatever foods she thought looked the tastiest.😋 Speaking of food, she fully appreciated a good meal. Like her momma, one of her favorite things to eat was crab legs. 🦀 Like her daddy, she could also throw down on ribs and wings. 🍗 Her favorite dessert was cookie dough, which was something she and Dylon had in common, and she’d load her fro-yo up with it at Sweet CeCe’s. 🍪😋

Many of you know that Ambria loved playing Barbies and school, but I’m not sure y’all realize the intensity and planning involved in each. Sometimes, Ryder, Dylon, and I were all students in her classroom. Other times, we rotated, and our classmates were her American Girl dolls. She taught us using examples on her whiteboard, and I remember being amazed at how well she would explain the content she was learning at school…a natural born teacher. She had a color coded behavior chart, and I regularly had to get my clip moved.🤪😂 She also had a job chart complete with things like line leader, board cleaner, materials collector, etc. She literally thought of everything for school, and Barbies was often a grand experience, too. I remember one time in particular that she wanted to host a wedding for Barbie and Ken. 👰‍♀️💜🤵
It was a family event, and we all graciously participated. She had the guests seated in rows as the bridesmaids and groomsmen entered to take their places. There was a preacher waiting with the groom as the bride walked down the aisle with her dad for the ceremony. Ambria even had music synched up on my phone throughout the wedding. She literally thought of everything. 💜

I miss our visits to Claire’s. I’d give anything to go back to our Saturday afternoon trips to find the latest JoJo bow or pick out new chokers and earrings. Cici’s and Ryan’s were far from my favorites, but I sure loved watching her little face light up as she went threw the line and made her own choices. I’d give anything for us to load up and eat too much from the buffet line. I miss Barbies and school. I’d give anything to be back in her room acting like an unruly student and having my clip moved.

I’d give anything to have these moments back, and it breaks my heart that I can’t, but I’m super thankful for the memories. I will cling to those forever.
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I want my old life back

I want my old life back…the one where the answer was always, “four,” when the hostess asked, “how many?” I want the life that positioned me and Ambria on one side of the booth and the guys on the other as we enjoyed a meal together. Sometimes we all interacted & laughed together, and other times, Ryder & I had to force the kids to put their phones down among heavy sighs and eye rolls. 🌮💜🙄😂

I want my old life back…the one where Ambria and I left the house half an hour before the boys on Sundays. We served as greeters at church & welcomed people into the auditorium. Ambria always competed with me to see who could pass out the most programs. She typically won that contest. 💜✝️💟

I want my old life back…the one that brought about a “house divided” rivalry every year in September. Ambria and I would be dressed in our best Gator attire while Ryder and Dylon were decked out in orange and white. It was a friendly battle (most of the time) surrounded by lots of trash talk and excitement.
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I want my old life back…the one that consisted of multiple road trips throughout the year. We always made the most out of our time in the car. We competed in trivia, orchestrated by Dylon, took on various personas and communicated in a variety of accents, and discussed our plans for our destinations.
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I want my old life back…the one containing a complete puzzle, the McGregor party of 4. No matter how bad I want it, I know I can’t have it though. That reality is excruciating & often unbearable. Yearning for what once was is absolutely heartbreaking, but it’s almost impossible not to.
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As I’ve stated many times before, grief is a journey of carrying polar opposite emotions at the same time…ALL the time. This is no different. I find myself longing for the past while also moving forward to make new memories with Ryder, Dylon, our family, and friends. We press on because that’s what it means to be . We press on because as much as it hurts to walk this Earth without our beautiful girl beside us, we know she is still with us. We press on because we know that one day we will once again be the “McGregor party of four” because of the love and sacrifice of Jesus.
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Yes, I want my old life back. If there was anything I could do to make it so, I would do it without a second thought. However, I find hope in knowing the eternal life I will one day experience will be far greater than anything I can imagine. That hope…that promise…will enable me to put one foot in front of the other….even when I’m wishing I had my old life back…even while my heart is breaking.
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Live Like Ambria Day was sooo much fun last year, and we’re hoping this year is going to be even better by adding more free activities for the kiddos.

Not only will we have inflatables and the foam party again this year, which the kids love, we are also working on a color run to kick things off and a petting zoo! More to come on this! 🐇🐷🐗🐮
In addition, there will be a “free grab” table full of stickers, bracelets, and bubbles, a rock painting station, face painting, and sidewalk chalk. 🖼️🫧🎨💜

This is a public event, so please put it on your calendars, and join us for a fun filled day to honor the life of Ambria and make memories with family and friends! 😊
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CALLING ALL BUSINESSES:
LARGE & SMALL, LOCAL & OUT-OF-STATE….

Our 2nd Annual Live Like Ambria Day will be here before we know it (9/21/24), and we need your help to ensure it’s a success. Last year was a blast, thanks to the generosity of so many, and we hope this year is even better! 💜
Thanks to Morgan Blair, I have sponsorship packets that I will be delivering to local businesses in the next two weeks. I can also email them if you are not local but would like to participate. Take a look at the different ways you can get involved, and please send an email to [email protected] if you would like to lock arms with us. The more sponsorship we obtain, the less funding comes out of Ambria’s Oasis. 💜

Thank you in advance!
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When I was in the 7th or 8th grade, I heard Michael English’s version of, “Mary, Did you Know?” It was the first time I’d ever heard that song, and it rocked me. There are so many powerful lines in it, but one of my favorite parts says, “Did you know that your baby boy has come to make you new? This child that you delivered will soon deliver you.”
W-O-W! I had thought about Mary being the mother of Jesus on occasion, but this song brought a new perspective to my mind.

Several years later, The Passion of the Christ was released in theaters. Like many people, this movie truly moved me. One of the scenes that shook me the most involved Mary. Jesus had been beaten, battered, and mocked. A crown of thorns had been placed upon His head, and He was being forced to carry the very cross upon which He would be nailed and left to die. As He was walking, He tripped and fell. Mary flashed back to when He was a little boy. In this memory, Jesus fell and scraped His knee, and she ran out to pick Him up and comfort Him immediately. She couldn’t do that as He carried the cross…the cross that contained the weight of all our sin and shame…guilt and blame…shortcomings and failures. She had to stand by and watch. She was unable to offer any reassurance or comfort. That realization broke my heart. The agony she must have experienced while forced to remain on the sidelines is unimaginable. She did what she had to do in order for God to do what He had to do. I’m sure her heart shattered into a million pieces as He stated, “It is finished.” Three days later though, death was defeated, and I’m sure Mary’s embrace with Jesus was incredible. Even though He couldn’t stay, I can imagine the peace and comfort she must have felt to see Him fully restored and know that she had eternity to look forward to!

A little over a year ago, my heart shattered into a million pieces along with Ryder’s and Dylon’s. I know that those pieces will not be put back together here, but we will all be fully restored one day, and there will be an incredible embrace!

Because of God’s desire to have us dwell with Him in Heaven, because of the sacrifice of Jesus, we have an eternity awaiting in true Paradise…a free gift for ALL who choose to accept it. That is where hope can be found, even in the most hopeless situation. That’s where the light comes in to overtake the darkness. If you haven’t already, invite Jesus into your heart…just as you are…flawed and broken…sinful and undeserving. He wants to prepare a place for you. He wants to welcome you inside when your time comes. He wants to call you by name and wrap you in His loving arms. He wants to reunite you with your loved ones in the most beautiful place…a place where tears are no more…a place where pain & suffering cease to exist. There simply is no better gift. Don’t wait to claim it. Thank you, Jesus! Happy Holy Week, friends. 💜💜✝️💜💜

Several people asked for “Ambria’s” Angel Chicken recipe, so here it is. For clarification, neither of us came up with it. However, feel free to share with us if you make it in her honor. It’s super easy & delicious. You can add some steamed veggies like broccoli and carrots for added color and flavor. We usually have it with a big salad. Enjoy! 😋💜😇

Fun facts about Ambria 💜

1. Ambria enjoyed cooking & baking. She was in the kitchen with me frequently as I prepared breakfast, lunch, or supper… always wanting to stir, chop and taste. She loved to get ideas from Pinterest, especially for holiday events, and her favorite meal to prepare for us as a family was, “angel chicken,” which she found in one of my old cookbooks. She enrolled in culinary arts in high school. At first, she didn’t think she would like it, but she loved it, further increasing her interest in cooking. She couldn’t wait to bring us a taste of what she made in class. I remember one day I picked her up from school. It was raining, and she was carrying a paper plate filled with snicker doodles that the class had baked that afternoon. By the time she got to the car, the cookies were basically swimming, but she was so proud, I had to eat one. 😋😂

2. Ambria loved to rap. Yes, you read that correctly. Many of you know Ambria enjoyed her worship music, but she could rap alongside Cardi B like a champ. She would throw her hands up to praise Jesus as Brandon Lake or Hillsong sang, but she would take on another persona when Nicki Minaj came on. Don’t judge. 😂

3. Ambria was incredibly creative, and it was a true joy to watch her imagination come to life. Whether creating art with paint, chalk, or markers, she drew beautiful pictures. She also created things using common household items and often times invented games for all of us to play. Her creativity also shone through her writing. Whether journaling from her heart or making up a story, she had a way with words that was inspiring.

4. Ambria loved being part of a team, and she was always a team player. She was kind and encouraging to everyone she ever played softball and volleyball alongside. She preferred being on her brother’s team for most family games, but she was gracious when she was mine or Ryder’s teammate, too (most of the time). 😂👍🏼

5. Self care was of utmost importance to Ambria. Physically, she focused on proper nutrition. Yes, she could throw down on junk food from time to time, but she ate right regularly…incorporating lots of fruits and veggies into her diet and flushing her system with water. She diligently brushed AND flossed her teeth EVERY night. She also loved to exercise. She often created workout routines for us, and they were no joke!😅 Music was a key factor in Ambria’s mental/emotional health. Sometimes she would blast music, and let the tears flow. Other times, there was celebratory dancing as we cranked the music up. She didn’t keep her emotions bottled up. Whatever she was feeling, whatever situation she was facing, we would talk through it together. Her spiritual health was a top priority, which is why I don’t doubt her whereabouts now. 😇✝️ Ambria attended church with us as a family on Sundays, and she was part of a youth group where she attended worship on Wednesdays. It’s her personal relationship with God she valued most though. She spent time in the word almost daily, and she journaled and prayed regularly. She wasn’t afraid to ask questions about God, and she was always honest about her fears/worries. At times, her anxiety would get the best of her. She would come to me, shaky and upset, and we would pray together. I would hold her and pray out loud until I felt her body relax and her breathing return to normal. I think we both felt God’s power during those moments. 💜💜

I could go on and on, but I think I’ll stop here. I just want to share this beautiful soul…our beautiful daughter…Dylon’s beloved sister…with everyone. Whether you were fortunate enough to know her yourself, or you never got the opportunity to meet her, I want you to understand her character. She truly was and will forever be one of the greatest people I’ve ever met. It is an honor and great privilege to be Ambria’s momma. Something I will embrace and cherish forever.
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For a little over a month now, I’ve thought about changing the name of the annual celebration, “Live Like Ambria Day.” I’ve been thinking about how the meaning can be misconstrued and how some could find it offensive. I would never want anyone to turn Ambria’s life into that of an idol, nor would I ever want anyone to think of Ambria as perfection. She wouldn’t want that either. After going back and forth A LOT, I’ve decided to keep the name; however, I want to offer clarification about what it means.

Living like Ambria does not mean living perfectly. Perfection is unattainable. It means making the most out of every moment. To live like Ambria is to seize the day. It’s jumping into a freezing cold lake on a youth retreat because…why not?
Its’s noticing the beauty that surrounds you. It’s sitting by the water watching the sunset and truly appreciating it…EVERY time.

Living like Ambria means walking with God, praising the name of Jesus, and having the courage to share His love with others. It’s making mistakes, owning up to them, and learning from them. It’s offering love and encouragement to others…especially when no one else will.

Living like Ambria means working hard but playing hard, too. It means listening to and learning from your coaches and teachers. It means holding on to your inner child and drawing with sidewalk chalk, blowing bubbles, and jumping in a bouncy house…no matter your age.

Living like Ambria means making the wrong decision from time to time. It means spending some time on self reflection and apologizing when necessary…no matter how difficult. It’s taking responsibility…in every aspect.

No, “living like Ambria,” will never mean living the perfect life. Perfection is unattainable. However, it will mean living a life that is full…a life full of spontaneity, laughter, learning, and love. Living like Ambria is living with Jesus in your heart…leaning on Him through it ALL…the highs and lows…the good and bad. I think we could all use a little more of that. ✝️

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We’ve started the planning stages for the 2nd annual “Live Like Ambria Day” at Charlie Daniels Park. Last year was a blast, and I think this year will be even better! We are going to have leveled sponsorships this year, which will allow business owners to have their logos displayed on banners, the back of the 5K shirts, or both as well as shout outs on social media. If you are a business owner, or you know someone who is, we would love for you to lock arms with us to ensure this event is successful. Send me a message if you’re interested in sponsorship. More information about the various levels of sponsorship coming soon. Looking forward to another great celebration to honor Ambria’s beautiful life with this wonderful community! 💜😇💜

I miss my daughter.

I miss my baby girl.

I miss my sidekick, my person, the one who knew me to my core…the one who “got” me.

That’s not something that will dissipate over time.

I miss the things we once did that we can no longer do, and I miss the things we would’ve done but were not given the chance to experience.

I miss her smile. I miss the way her laugh could make me laugh…even if I didn’t feel like laughing…even if I didn’t know why she was laughing. She could be laughing AT me, and I still couldn’t refrain from joining in and laughing with her. I miss that pain in my stomach that our belly laughs often caused.

I miss our texts. I miss her sending me a “good morning” text throughout the week to let me know she was awake and getting ready for school, or me sending one first if I didn’t get hers by a certain time. I know she wasn’t supposed to text at school, but I miss the random messages she sent throughout the day sharing her experiences. I miss sending her all my random texts as well. It always brought a smile to my face and made me feel like we were together.

I miss picking her up from school and annoying her with a million questions when she got into the car. It often resulted in serious eye rolls, and yes, I even miss those. I miss giving her a few minutes of silence then allowing her the freedom to decide when to tell me all about her day. I miss just sitting there listening as she poured it all out.

I miss playing school and Barbies. I miss watching her imagination come to life as she created art with playdoh, paint, and chalk. I miss the innocence and silliness she possessed as a child and the openness and empathy she possessed as a young woman.

I miss watching her grow in her relationship with God. When she first learned to read, we sat in bed at night, and she read the “dear God,” books aloud to me before we said our prayers. That progressed into us journaling together. Later, she would journal alone, then share her entries with us as a family. I miss hearing her share. I miss hearing about youth group worship nights and retreats. I miss praying over her and with her.

I miss passing the volleyball with her in the yard. I miss watching her play the game she truly loved. I miss watching her continue to work hard and improve. I miss being a witness to her dedication and determination.

I could go on and on about the things I miss that we used to do, but I think there’s just as many things I’ll miss that we’ll never get to enjoy.

I’ll miss taking her prom dress shopping. I’ll miss watching her try on various colors and styles & thinking she looks beautiful in each one…trying to convince her to see herself the way that I see her.

I’ll miss not being able to talk to her about her options for college. I’ll miss going on college visits and checking the mail for acceptance letters.

I’ll miss screaming at the top of my lungs as she walks across the stage to get her diploma. Learning was a top priority for her well before she even started school, and I have no doubt she’d be at the top of her class…worthy of the hoots and hollers.

I think one of the things I’ll miss most is the continued development of our friendship. Yes, we were friends already (second to mother and daughter), but our friendship was merely just beginning. I’ll miss the trips we would have taken, the foods we would have eaten, and all the experiences we would have shared. I’ll miss seeing her future unfold and having a front row seat.

I miss my daughter.

I miss my baby girl.

I miss my sidekick, my person, the one who knew me to my core…the one who “got” me.

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Ambria Dianne, there isn’t one second of the day that you aren’t on my mind and in my heart. As long as there is breath in my lungs, I will carry you in my heart as I once carried you in my womb and held you in my arms. My love for you is forever.
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There’s a gaping hole inside my heart
All the oceans cannot fill
The whole world spins so quickly
While I am frozen still

It’s often hard to find the strength
To place my feet upon the ground
my heart just races all day long
Relief cannot be found

Walking this Earth without you
Is like breathing with one lung
I need more time to be with you
You simply were too young

Passing days don’t make it better
Time can’t chase the pain away
My love for you is forever
Therefore, the grief is here to stay

I try my best to embrace it
To be grateful for all we share
After all, I’m super thankful
God created us to be a pair

I know that you are with me
And I am with you, too
We are forever intertwined
Our bond much stronger than glue

You are one of my greatest blessings
Forever you will be
I’ll look forward to our reunion
My eyes fixed on eternity

When that day comes, my pain will end,
But I know it’s not time yet
For now, I’ll continue to seek you
In each beautiful sunset

Please continue to surround me
With signs to let me know you’re there
For that’s where I find comfort
When life is too much to bear

I promise I’ll push on for you when days are excruciatingly long
I’ll live to keep your legacy alive
do my best to be
💜💜😇💜💜