Short Story Title: to Heal, Learn and Transform

26th December, 2004- My sever-year-old daughter was swept away right before me. I was plaiting the last knot of the crimson ribbon that matched her dress. The waves leapt at her like she was the prey of a hungry tiger. She made heavy slaps on the water trying to thrust the wild beast. As she cried out for me the monster made its final attack. Maya took huge gulps, then gasps... the crimson ribbon faded to a pale red and became a red blur until she was there - no more.Maya's echoes of desperati…