Seventeen missed calls… From the daughter I lost

I comforted her and stayed on the line until help arrived. Then I got in my car and cried until sunrise.

For a few heartbreaking seconds that evening, it seemed as if Helen had found a way back to me – if only long enough to remind me that love never truly disappears.

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