Raising Kathryn

It was quiet now that Vanessa's funeral was over and everyone had gone back to their regular routines. I was afraid, unsure of what do, of what might happen. If something did happen, what would I do? I didn't know! I doubted my ability to do this; I had never been this confused and nervous in my life. I asked, "God what am I supposed to do?"

I started to question my faith. Why did God do this to us? Was he mad at me for something I had done years ago? And now was the time for me to answer for my sins? I didn't know, I didn't understand. I just wanted all this to be a bad dream, but it wasn't; it was real. Baby Kathryn and I were on our own.