Att bli berövad sitt barn. Orden räcker inte till. Alla världens språk tillsammans är för fattiga, för att skriva den smärtsamma berättelsen. Idag får Martina McBrides sång "Where I used to have a heart" skriva en del av min berättelse. Morgondagen kanske medför helt andra ord, men idag får MacBride sätta ord på mina känslor: "I got a hole inside. The doctor just can't stitch". Det är så det känns, där inuti, när jag tänker på Edessa och det korta liv hon fick. Jag låter Martina McBride själv sjunga sina ord och tro mig, hon sjunger dem bättre än jag...
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Where I used to have a heart by Martina McBride
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Where I used to have a heart
Feels like a mile wide ditch
I got a hole inside
The doctor just can't stitch
Gone without a trace
You left a hollow place
There's not a stone to mark
Where I used to have a heart
There were times when I would hold you
And feel the pounding in my chest
Now I'm just as empty
As a canyon way out west
That's how deep I loved you
And babe, I love you still
To the bottom of this place I'll never fill
Where I used to have a heart
Feels like a mile wide ditch
I got a hole inside
The doctor just can't stitch
Gone without a trace
You left a hollow place
There's not a stone to mark
Where I used to have a heart
I guess I'll learn to live with
A different kind of pain
I'm suffering from a sickness
That I cannot give a name
Such a strange sensation
I've never felt before
Missing you has cut me to the core
Where I used to have a heart
Feels like a mile wide ditch
I got a hole inside
The doctor just can't stitch
Gone without a trace
You left a hollow place
There's not a stone to mark
Where I used to have a heart