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I should have taken time to write ahead, but this is hard, emotional work. I will definitely find more mental space next week. For now, this is a glimpse of another piece of our lives during that time:
I should have taken time to write ahead, but this is hard, emotional work. I will definitely find more mental space next week. For now, this is a glimpse of another piece of our lives during that time:
On Good Friday, my sister started a CaringBridge page for our sweet daughter. It was easier for her to update than it was for us to set it up from our phones. Remember back to the days when smart phones weren’t super smart? And internet access was sometimes spotty? And you had to pay a million dollars for data if you didn’t have wifi? Yeah, this was that time.
I will return to my current mini-series about the week that changed everything tomorrow. But sometimes, current events dictate a bit of a detour…
The amazing NICU doctors got our daughter stabilized, but machines were part of the deal. Tubes, wires, leads, etc. came off of our daughter every which-way. We couldn’t hold her. And they needed to run so. many. tests.
As the day progressed on Wednesday, Samantha grew much sicker…
Next week is Holy Week. And this is the first time the dates have gotten so close to what we experienced 8 years ago. Palm Sunday that year was on April 17. This year it’s on the 14th.
I’m going to try to recount the events as they happened over the course of that week, to the best of my ability. Not sure how many posts it will take, or when it will be done. So here we go…
This blog post is part of a series that I began for telling our story. You can read the first …
Samantha was born six weeks early, so the doctors gave us instructions to keep her home and avoid crowds/people until we got to her due date. That meant that for Lent, I gave up being around people.
Yesterday, the sermon hymn was my favorite song in our hymnal. I love singing it every year during Lent, because the words are so powerful and the melody so beautiful. It walks through the story of Holy Week in poetry…
We’ve been blessed to have children around us in our family throughout our marriage. Travis’ sister had a little boy before we were married. In fact, he was our “ring bearer” at our wedding.