Call Me Star Girl.  An intriguing title if ever there was one.  A girl comfortable in the dark.  A girl that ultimately becomes a product of her upbringing.  Tragedy, survival, and a precious memento that brings light into the darkest of days.  No childhood is perfect and for that matter neither is any mother.  Hell, I’ve made mistakes in my journey as a mother but never for one second have, I ever imagined abandoning any of my children.  This narrative was enticingly chilling – imagining a young impressionable child being left alone in the world longing for that connection with a parent and instead being faced with the selfishness of…