Oaklynd Judith Kay Francois

09/04/2025 - 10/20/2025

On the morning of October 20th, I woke up at 5:32 a.m. and found my baby dead beside me. She was 6 weeks and 4 days old on the 20th. We tried to bring her back; everyone tried to give her CPR. She has two older siblings, who both loved her and feel this pain more than I wish my babies could. It’s not right to bury your child, and I truthfully don’t know how to do this. She just started being awake more, she just started looking around more, she just started holding her head up pretty good, she just started to learn to roll over, her eyes just started changing colors, she was almost old enough to start developing and showing her personality. I will never know her laugh, I will never know if her hair would be straight or curly, I won't ever know who she was going to be. I wish with every fiber of me that my baby could still be here. I want to watch her grow up. I don’t understand how to bury my child. I don’t even know what we need to do it really. I'm trying so hard to hold myself together for my other babies. I have to be strong for them. I don’t even know how to be strong right now.