my daisy true
Posted by daisy

Greetings fellow hearts and souls.  My story begun when I was about to go to grade 7 .  The previous week I met with my uncle rapist to have a medical procedure done. I did not understand what really happened until years ago.  Since I was 8 years old, I was regularly touched, fondled and raped by 3 men: my adopted family was corrupt, full of lies and deceit.

I was told if you ever tell anyone I will bring you back to the children protection services.   When the procedure happened, I was in terrible pain and I saw a tiny little covered in blood baby, dead that is.  I blocked out the cold reality for over 25 years but lately, over the  past few years,  I realized through many tears of grief and pain inside my soul that I had an abortion. I named her Daisy True.

What happened to me when I was 14 years old ended the abuse and it ended my baby’s life -  no Christmas, no holidays, no first day of school, no sick days, no Daisy.  I nor the world and life would be blessed by my wonderful, caring, kind daughter:  this is difficult to think about as tears fill my eyes my heart soul, as to the world there was and is no Daisy, my arms will never hold her, my heart won’t hear her heart beating, my soul twists, turns, hurts for Daisy True. I know where she is in heaven, right beside God Jesus holy spirit and all the family, lost she is not alone, one day I will be reunited with her.  I will have the rest of eternity with her getting to know her amazing grace.

always loving always caring mommy

Jean Dennise Daisy True



  1. Thank you Jean for your moving courage in sharing your story. I am so sorry for your multiple losses of innocence – and yet the true innocence of your soul shines through. Bless you.

    Posted by Cathy on December 16, 2012 at 7:28 pm // Reply to comment
    • Troop 976,Hearing your cheering dirnug the climb up Duncans Knob helped pull me uphill around 9pm. The night portion’s first dark climb is a low point. Your welcome at the top felt like running into Olympic Stadium and recharged my flagging spirits.I would have loved to have stopped to talk NCAC, Philmont and BSA around the campfire I’m Scoutmaster for 50+ Scouts in Troop 1066 in MD but the clock was ticking.Thanks for the blogpost and cheering us on it was great for our mental game. I had a great day and night on the course thanks to all the good turns on my behalf from A/S volunteers and Troop 976.Wishing you many more Happy Trails.YiS,Dave Garman #62

      Posted by Daniiela on February 12, 2013 at 6:10 pm // Reply to comment
    • so sorry it has been long time i dream of my daughter almost every night my husband tells me i hold my breath for a few minutes then i breath out me nose i dream i have a mask over my month grabing for my baby as she is killed by doctor it has been a bit of time i just wanted to touch base miss you all thank you all

      jean daisy true

      Posted by daisy on March 20, 2014 at 10:02 pm // Reply to comment


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