Harmony’s Celebration of Life

If you have come across this, I hope you don’t have to go through this pain. Losing my child, my first born, is something I never expected to experience or ever thought I would have to prepare for.

My daughter went through so much at a stage in her life when she shouldn’t have had to care about anything but being young, having fun and growing and learning to be a good person. Those difficulties she went through impacted her life choices, her mind, and spirit. Then with the passing of her 3 year old sister and then her father within a three week timeframe didn’t help matters. Not reconciling with her father was something she expressed she didn’t regret but I know a lot of things didn’t sit well with her. She was hurting and didn’t have the strength mentally and emotionally to deal with her turmoil. As hard as I tried to pull her close she found comfort in darkness.

Harmony Janae Polk, born April 13, 2003 in Portsmouth Virginia was a picture perfect baby. So much so, her aunty asked if I got her eyebrows done When we moved back to California she was about 13 months old, we would go to the beach at least twice a week, and to the Oceanside Farmers Market every Thursday. She was my roll dog, my broke best friend and she smelled like sunshine. Her favorite movie for at least 5 years was Elmo in Grouchland. Any time I put that movie on, no matter where she was in the house she’d come running to watch her movie. The Proud Family, Hannah Montana, Dora the Explorer, Kim Possible and Seaseme Street were her favorite tv shows as a child. We moved to Colorado where she started school and she was an Honor Roll student for all of her elementary, middle school and first 3 years of high school. She was a Cellist (played the Cello), was in choir all through middle and high school. She joined the cheer squad in middle school and took pride in her school spirit.

She loved music, fashion, make-up (if you needed your face beat baebae she was the one to go to!) Definitely an artist and trend setter.

Now what I have left are my memories and pictures of my baby girl. My thoughts and wishing this wasn’t real, wishing I could have done so many things differently. I didn’t know the last time I held her, was my last time. I was not prepared for this.

The funds from this fundraiser will be used for her celebration of life memorial, and expenses for her service. I don’t know how much it will be. So I didn’t know what to ask for. Me, my children and significant are driving from Georgia to Colorado as I type this. Flights this weekend were expensive for all of us to travel. This is a trying time for us all. Please keep our family in prayer for our loss of my daughter and safety as we travel.