I can´t tell you how many tears I cried when I heard she was gone. I can´t tell you how many tears I cried when I heard how it happened. I can´t tell you how many pieces my heart broke into when I saw her tiny white coffin. And I pray that never again will I feel the pain that I felt when that little white coffin was lowered into the ground.
The past two days have been two of the hardest days of my life. I can´t imagine how the Tías that witnessed her passing are coping. They are still working. I can´t imagine how her Godmother is coping. She organised the funeral. And I´m not sure if her teacher will ever fully recover from this.
But I´ve just about come to terms with it now. The funeral brought some peace. It was indescribably painful, but at least we all saw that she was being laid to rest in a peaceful, pretty place and that she was being remembered by all the people that cared for her both physically and emotionally when she was with us and will continue to do the latter for the rest of their lives.
And it hasn´t put me off this line of work. In fact, it has made me even more determined to do my utmost to make a difference to the lives of other children like Belen.
<3 Rest In Peace Gorgeous Girl <3
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