I remember exactly where I was, what I felt, and the fear that struck my heart seven years ago today. I can't believe it's been that long. It's amazing how tragedy can change you, so completely. I feel such deep sorrow on this day each year. So many still see it as "just another day". I'm not one of those people. Today is a very difficult day for me. I didn't personally loose anyone in the tragedies of that day, but I was heavily effected by it. So many lives lost and effected by terrorism. My thoughts and prayers are with those families.
I found out today that Mercydez's nurse, and my dear friend, Moira, lost two aunts in flight 93. I'm so sorry. The aftermath of that day has touched all of us, in one way or another. Whether or not you agree with the war... I find comfort in knowing there are many brave soldiers out there willing to protect me, a person they don't even know. I offer my gratitude. Thank you for being brave enough.
Today is a hard day because it was a year ago that Nic and I had our 20 Week Ultrasound! I remember being so excited! Boy or Girl?!?! Isn't it rediculous? Of all the BIG concerns to have.... boy or girl? I remember being in that room with my wonderful husband, Nic. My mom and Nic's mom were both there. It was complete inspiration to have them come. It was such a happy moment and such a terrifying moment. I can't even BEGIN to explain. I was so excited to have a precious little girl! And I was heartbroken because we were informed she would have complications. Oh! The heartache. Thinking back to that moment brings tears to my eyes. We were told that we would have many more doctors appointments with many different doctors. And we did. I can't believe it's been a year. My heart still aches for my baby. I look at her and I hope and pray I am making the best decisions, the RIGHT decisions for her.
Yesterday was another good and hard day. A beautiful little baby boy, whom I've never met but have a love for, received a gift of a new heart. Thankfully, he is doing wonderful. I am so happy for this family! My heart aches for the family who lost their little child. And my heart aches because, in these moments of good news, I wonder if this is a path I should be pursuing for Mercydez. Am I doing what is best for her? If she could talk to me, would she agree with our decisions? I have faith in a loving Father in Heaven who most surely answers prayers. Many of my prayers have been answered. He is with me. He is with Nic. He is with Mercydez. And I hope I am truly listening to His answers. I am trying. I love my little Mercy with all my heart. I have been overwhelmed this week, with a deep and full love for her. I have always loved her, but I am just feeling it so poignantly. I would do anything for her. It's hard to take a path not often taken. I haven't had a chance to really talk with someone who is experiencing this. I'm afraid to. There is too much pain associated with it. And at the same time, I am yearning for someone who has experienced
this hardship. Without sounding morbid, I often wonder to myself, "Is it easier to loose a child unexpectedly, or is it easier to
know you will loose your child?" Neither path is "easy". How could it be? Both are so hard, so trying, so full of sorrow. I have felt the guilt in knowing I'm not "
doing everything I can to
save my child". I feel deep down that I am doing everything I can to save my child. It's just different than most others. Being different means that you often times are lonely and being lonely means that you stand by yourself. That's kinda how I'm feeling. I'm not having a pity-party, I'm just struggling. That's all. But, with putting my deepest feelings on my sleeve for the whole world to read about, know that Mercydez is doing wonderful. She truly is. She is such a miracle. She has taught me more in the last year or so than I have learned in an entire lifetime. She is my hero. I love you Mercy. I wouldn't change a thing about you because you are PERFECT just the way you are.
Here's a cute video of me and Mercy playing together!