Wynter's Funeral Fund

The death of losing a child, it’s like losing your breath and never catching it again. Today, I’m filled with deep sorrow, grief, complete emptiness and pure agony. I am filled with tremendous regret as I announce the passing of my two year old little girl, Wynter. While Wynter and her dad slept peacefully, Wynter being the growing, curious, ambitious toddler that she is awoken from her nap without disturbing Dad and left our home. No one was aware that she was outside in the snowfall, in freezing temperatures with life slipping away from her, dying. My little girl froze to death.
When I found her she was alone and unresponsive. My sweet little girl who was always so warm and full of life was now cold and lifeless.
She was immediately rushed to the hospital where a team of doctors tried everything they could to save my babygirl but within ours she succumbed to her injuries. There was nothing more that could be done. It was too late.

In this trying time, there’s no amount of money that could ease the pain of losing Wynter but hopelessly, I ask for the help of burying my baby Wynter. Due to extreme financial hardships, I am respectfully asking for donations to give her a proper burial. Anything will help. Thank you to everyone who has prayed for my family and I. I ask God to keep me covered in his mercy and guide me through my heartache.
Play In Peace Wynter Parker