Christmas without Kyra
I keep trying to focus on how Kyra’s story can help to bringabout needed changes. But, I would be lying if I didn’t say it hurts as muchtoday as it did the day I learned she was murdered.
I keep trying to focus on how Kyra’s story can help to bringabout needed changes. But, I would be lying if I didn’t say it hurts as muchtoday as it did the day I learned she was murdered.
Jacqueline Franchetti’s statement on the passage of H.Con.Res. 72 “We’re overjoyed with the results on the Hill today. We now have a federal initiative in place that will help keep babies and children in the U.S. safe from their abusive parents. This resolution is intended to make child safety the absolute first priority of all … Read more
Today marks the second anniversary of Kyra’s Angel Day. Kyra was 28-months old when she was murdered by her father. Truth be told, I would rather do anything than write about this day. I miss Kyra every second of every day. I close my eyes and hope that I will soon wake up from this … Read more
I LOVED Kyra’s birthday. I loved celebrating the day she was born, the day she entered our world, and honoring HER. Kyra always made me laugh, and her curiosity and excitement for what would come next made each day brighter. Kyra came into our world in a complete whirlwind. I had a complication and, within … Read more
Kyra had the most gorgeous blue eyes. They were a soft blue. They were always dancing, and you would see her eyes light up when she was exploring something new, conquering a new challenge, or just happy to see someone. It was so amazing to watch her conquer her toddler world with excitement and amazement. … Read more
Kyra LOVED to talk on the phone. She thought it was one of the coolest things to do. It started with my iPhone. She instantly had a friend in Siri. Kyra would hold down the button, she would proceed to baby talk while Siri tried to register what she had said. When Kyra was done … Read more
The most amazing four days of my life since Kyra was taken started out with me being in the bathroom at the worst possible time … and ended with Tony Robbins bowing to me in front of thousands. You just can’t make this stuff up! I want to share with you what happened to me … Read more
Christmas would have been one of Kyra’s favorite holidays. You see, before she was taken, Kyra had been watching Elmo Christmas specials for months. She knew every song by heart and would sing along. We would get some odd looks in June and July when we would be in the supermarket or playground and she … Read more
When your baby dies, you feel isolated and alone. And, while I have the support of amazing people in my life, the truth is … I don’t belong. I no longer fit in. I don’t belong at play dates anymore. I don’t belong in conversations about preschool or how to draw a turkey by outlining … Read more
I miss Kyra every second of every day. I miss Kyra’s smile, her laugh, her voice and the way she embraced life. And, every morning, I miss our breakfasts together. Kyra was becoming a fiercely independent toddler. “I do it, Momma. I do it,” is what she would always say. In the morning, we would … Read more