Keeping busy keeping chicks

Thank you.

I am truly humbled and grateful. I am blown away by your kind words, prayers and support. I am especially touched by the very personal stories you shared with me. I read each and every comment, through blurry eyes. I am truly blessed by each of you. Thank you, all, from the bottom of my heart, for your kindness and sharing. You have made this burden much easier to bear. Thank you.

Now, about those chicks. . . .

I've been keeping very busy these past few weeks. Keeping busy seems to help me emotionally. Plus, these little critters weren't getting any smaller. . . .

They matter.

For several days now, I've been trying to compose this post in my head. What to say? How to say it? Should I even say anything?

I've decided to write this post for myself. For my friends and family. But most of all, for the reasons that will become evident in a second.

We lost our littlest Monkey two weeks ago. Three weeks ago, I saw her tiny heart beating on the sonogram. Two weeks ago, the heartbeat was no longer there. My own heart broke.

This precious baby also had a twin.

He passed away before she did, but could still be seen in one of my other sonograms.

But they aren't the only ones.