My beautiful Brady passed away in December, I felt at the time as if my heart was torn apart. I listened to what people said and try so hard to move on but find I just can't. Brady to me was my third "child", my baby. My two daughters had a little sister and she was always treated as such. I feel as if I am empty inside, I hurt so much, and cry when I'm alone. When I think of where she might be I panic because she was such a mommy's girl she hated being away from me. I can't stand the thought she might be wondering where mom has gone, and feels scared and alone. I know others think I'm an absolute nutcase, so I don't share my grief very often. Will this ever get easier? will I ever enjoy my life again? I know there are no easy answers, I just want the impossible...My Baby back.