Summer came into this world on June,11, 1994. From the moment we brought her home until now, she has always been a strong willed child. I have read so many parenting books on how to tame this wild child, but nothing I read seemed to help. I have spent many nights praying that God would show me what to do and give me patience. When Summer was 10, Jeb and I were referred to a phsychiatrist. We took Summer to see this doctor and immediately we were told that she was bipolar. How could this be? My daughter, mentally ill? There had to be some mistake? We went to my mom and dad that night and I just remember sobbing uncontrollably. They prayed with us. I think that they refused to believe the diagnosis. Later that year it was confirmed while Summer was in the hospital. The last 6+ years have been filled with so many heartbreaking events. I knew that I would eventually have to face the reality that my beautiful daughter was lost and I couldnt do anything to make her better. I knew that God would have to do this for her. This past week, Jeb and I took the steps to let her go. In my head I know that this is what is best for her, that maybe now she will get the help that she needs, or she will not get any better. Summer may never come out of this dark place that she has been living in for so long. I am never gonna give up hope. I dont believe in a person being hopeless. There is always hope. In my heart I have a special place for my little girl. That space will always be filled with memories of her. Even though she is physically away from me, she is and will always be in my heart.
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