I am not one who usually dwells on the impending dates of birth or death of those who have died. It seems as I walk through this journey, grief will just pop up unannounced. Today as I was alone taking a shower, I was remembering the day of Faith's birth. These are painful memories, but memories I never want to forget. As tears rolled down my face, I remembered her sweet face and her perfect little body. There was nothing on the outside indicating my baby should have died. I had a very special doctor who I will ever be Thankful for. She had tears rolling down her face as she handed Faith to me. It meant the world to me that she cared so very much. (Thanks Dr O for everything and I appreciate you above and beyond any words could ever describe.) I also had a very special nurse Lori who we also appreciate beyond measure. This was the most difficult day of my life, but these two people made a world of difference. There are more people who are special to us also, and I will share more about them later.
So as I was remembering Faith, I realized that today was the 28th. Three months have come and gone. As time goes by, the pain eases a little. I am forever Thankful that I know the Great Physician who is in the process of healing my broken heart. It is a painful process, yet I know God is with me. Those who have walked a similar road know this process. Faith will always be a part of me and part of our family. I will share more about Faith's life as I share more about "About Us".