how old was your daughter? my husband says everyday it isn't getting any better is it? and of course my answer is always no it's not, how in the world is a person suppose to get thru this? how do you deal with the missing her so bad, my arms ache to hold her, of course the way that she passed basically in my arms, those images stick in my mind morning, noon and night, i dream about that day every day. to see the life drain out of your child and you can't do anything about it, you are just helpless ya know. i do believe that she is in a better place, and she will never have to face the coldness and uncertainty of this world, but it still doesn't help knowing i can't ever hold her here again. we didn't realize how a 5 year old could affect this small community where we live, there were about 200 people that came to her funeral, i don't remeber much more than that from that day, and i only know that from looking at the funeral book everyone signed. people see me in the store and run the other way, i guess they just don't know what to say and are scared, i understand i guess. do people do this to you? if they would realize all they would have to do is just say how are you doing, or just a hug and walk away. i guess for some maybe that's too much.