Mostly my heart...what is left of it. I can't believe I will never see you grow up. I won't see you lose your first tooth, get your first girlfriend, graduate high school. I'll never see you walk down the isle, have children, nothing. Goodbyes are awful.
The strength of a woman is not measured by the impact that all her hardships in life have had on her; but the strength of a woman is measured by the extent of her refusal to allow those hardships to dictate her and who she becomes.