my mind. You know, normal work related stuff, marriage, life in general, but the biggest weight I had on my shoulders was my 18 day old little girl. Life went on for a few hours as normal as it could when my cell phone lit up. I recognized the number, our daughter's doctor. They wanted to know how soon could we get to the NICU at CMC up in Charlotte. I called home and told my wife she needed to get ready that the doctors wanted to talk with us. They had ran some test and I had a bad feeling. After everyone arrived, we were moved to a "special" room to discuss Huntley's condition. NOT GOOD!!! A decision had to be made, take her off life support or leave her on and basically wait for the same result. We decided to give her to God. After all, it was Him that gave us 18 days to hold and love her and not let her be miscarried. We buried her two days later.
So today, I remember the events of February 25,2010 and still they seem like a blur. Even though I am no longer with Huntley's mother, my heart pours out to her and I try to feel what she must be feeling. We will be forever be attached by Huntley and our son and we are blessed to be the parents of both. We ocassionaly talk about Huntley's life and what she means to us. Our four year old son told me yesterday, he couldn't wait to die and get to heaven so he could see his big sister. I asked for him to slow down and God will come for him in His own time. I know Huntley's mom hurts today and I wish I take her pain and place it on my chest so her day will be easier. We miss you little girl.