It Never Gets Any Easier (Monday, May 14th, 2018)

Our oldest daughter was born four weeks early on May 17th, 1991, after an anything but normal pregnancy. At 5 lbs. 5 oz., she was small, but feisty. She was beautiful, and quickly became the center of our world. On September 12th, 1991, our world was shattered when Steve and I simultaneously got calls at work, telling us to go to our local hospital. Our beautiful daughter had passed away from SIDS (Sudden Infant Death Syndrome) a condition for which doctors still do not have many answers.

We have always found it very difficult to visit her grave, but try to make the effort when we feel strong enough.  Today while we were in town, we stopped by the cemetery to put a pinwheel on her grave for her 27th birthday.

A huge thank you to Steve's parents who always bringing her flowers, even when we can't!

This has been a very emotional weekend for both Steve and I.  So much excitement, joy, pride and also some sorrow.  We thank everyone for being there for us through all of our highs and lows.  Because as we all know, life gives us both.  We love you all!