Her name was Ligaya Isabella Harrison and she would’ve been 6 this year.
You’d think that after 6 years the pain would be slightly muted, a little less sharp as my focus is so honed in on a 2-year old that requires almost all of my attention, almost all of the time. Honestly, most days that is the case, and aside from the yearning and the knowing - that terrible knowledge that we are missing a big piece of our little family – most days we are happy. We feel blessed to have what we have. It’s taken me awhile to feel ok saying that. To understand that I can be happy, while still somewhat broken. To feel whole, though missing a large section of my heart.
The month of October is hard for me. But when the tears come, I let them....and little by little, the pressure and anxiety and sadness and anger that’s built up until we hit her birthday is slowly released and I can breathe again.
She would’ve been 6 this year and quite possibly my little mini-me, with a book in hand and a song in her back pocket. Or maybe, she’d be like her baby sister Lia, another miniature Nate, the two of them running around in circles on the grass like maniacs while I laugh from the sidelines and thank all the stars in the universe for letting me call them mine. I wish I knew.
Her name was Ligaya Isabella Harrison and she would’ve been 6 this year.
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I’m so sorry for your loss, but I’m glad that your path took you to TikTok and that our paths crossed. I’m feel so fortunate to know you and to sing with you and sing your songs.
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