So here I am once again. The only parent to share. Share that pain of knowing that things aren't going to be ok. Your daughter needs you.Where are you? Her world is falling apart at midnight.Her whole life lies there on that bed. Dying. Her soft feet dying. Where the hell is he? She id dying and her friend is 13. I don't want to do this alone. I am tired of being the one to hold them and lie and say that things are ok. They aren't ok! She is theirs. But she is mine. My best friend. Dying. If he would be a man and give us what he is suppose too this wouln't be happening. She is in pain and I can't fix it. My daughter wants too, but how? The others sleep. They are dreaming of good things. He is there with that other woman. Having the time of his life. She must be perfect. To leave us like this. He is happy and in paradise. While we sit and hold her and try to remember that she too has a maker and that HE is good and won't let her suffer needlessly.my daughter and I look at 15 years dying and alone we weep.