Today is the day 4 years ago we learned of Carleigh’s fatal diagnosis. It honestly doesn’t sting like it used to. I am glad that it doesn’t but then that could also be because there was so much going on that day to even think much about it. We had 2 family Christmases and there’s always the busyness of tending to my little girlies here on earth.
While it doesn’t have the same effect on me as it once did, I don’t think I will ever forget the day. I still remember the details and the emotions. I still remember feeling the hurt, the devastation, and the sadness. I still remember being lifted up by my God who is bigger than any diagnosis.
I guess what I want to say is that I’m thankful and blessed to have been given my little girl, even though we walked and continue to walk a road we never wanted.
4 comments:
(((hugs))) I too remember our D-Day vividly.
Love to you! Grateful with you...to be chosen as their momma...and to be carried by a God bigger than any diagnosis and any heartache.
<3 Carleigh <3
I hate those "date days" too.
Sending love...
Hugs,
Trisha
((HUGS))
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