About the author

Laura Wyatt Douglass

I am not what I’d consider a writer. But my heart has something to say and has transformed me in such a way, that I have found my words through writing. I’ve felt a strong pull to begin writing for some time and finally gathered the courage to start doing so during the beginning of 2019.

Everything I write in this blog is from deep within my heart and a result of the undying love I have for my daughter.

I sincerely hope my story & grief journey can touch someone’s heart or at the very least, let someone know they are not alone.

I am the mother of 2 beautiful daughters & have found myself now torn between Heaven and Earth. I’m also a wife, grandmother (Lala), sister, daughter & friend.

In the professional world, I am an assistant controller for a large manufacturing company.

This grief journey I’m on is such a difficult place to be in life. It has been very lonely. Grief is yet a walk alone, as they say; Alone, even when in the presence of others.

Since the loss of my daughter, I have been trying desperately to find my way in this new life.

“This is my story, this is my song.”

 

img_0475-1
Madison & I

A BRIEF SUMMARY OF MY UNIMAGINABLE LOSS:

On Dec. 11, 2016 my life changed forever. I lost my precious 15 year old daughter abruptly and tragically. She had passed out in the bathtub and drowned after huffing some compressed air. I found her very soon after it happened, but she was not able to be saved. I won’t go into anymore detail, but I will say that our youth are being brought up in an extremely dangerous world. As parents we do everything we can to teach and protect them. But the knowledge they possess and the exposure to things we never even imagined growing up is absolutely overwhelming these days.

Not a day or moment goes by that I do not long for and miss my daughter. She was my sunshine, my life, my light, my future, my hopes and my dreams.

This terrible unimaginable day began my lifelong journey as a grieving mother.

I also write about my father. He lost his long battle with pancreatic cancer just a little over a year before I lost my daughter. I am also a grieving daughter. My father was my first love, my protector and my hero. Losing a parent comes with it’s own challenges. I love and miss my Daddy too.

I am forever changed.