This week last year, I began a countdown to Jack's arrival. You began a countdown too... only we didn't know it.
After a 2month stay in the ICU, surgeries, interventions and a trach, the hospital released you into the care of a nursing home. To recover. But you never did.
And almost one year later, I still miss you so much.
It hurts. But I believe you stayed just long enough to make sure Jack made it here safely. And then you let go.
You were always selfless like that. Thank you. For everything.
*hug* I read a few years ago about parents that throw parties on the anniversary and birthdays of their kids to celebrate the life they lived. I always thought it was a good idea especially if you're grieving the loss of someone who loved life/fun. Maybe you guys can have a dinner or something to celebrate Dotyn.
ReplyDeleteThat sounds like a great idea. Maybe we could even convince the family to do it at her house... Or maybe the sibs can just go to dinner together.
ReplyDelete