My Missing Piece
When you really want something, you fight for it. You live every moment piecing together the will and the drive that you need to achieve it.
At least that’s what they tell me…
It wasn’t so long ago that I believed them. I thought that I had the right and ability to live my life to the fullest. To experience the promise of motherhood with nothing holding me back.
Now, to believe that would be ironic. How could I possibly fight for anything knowing what I know? Knowing that the day that she went missing my will for fighting dissolved.
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This is a fictional piece that I have been working on.. I have decided to try it out on 100 word Challenge.
MY THOUGHTS ON THE SUBJECT ARE AS FOLLOWS 
Hooray! You wrote, and you wrote for me! I’m getting a little teary – over this piece (I can only imagine the heartbreak of losing a child like that) and that you’re writing here again.
Thank you… I have been wanting to write again for awhile and I wanted to write for you first!
I am honored!
So nice to see your name pop into my emails!
Awe.. thank you!!
So good to see you again, Deena. Welcome back. 🙂