My friend at work attended a funeral of a baby last week. Her best friend had a baby three months early. They were able to be with him for one week.

I saw the funeral program and asked her about it. She started telling me of her friend's situation and started to cry. It was so interesting to see how just one little tiny life can effect so many people.

This woman's baby died whilst at Primary Children's Hospital. They didn't have nearly the good experience Rob and I did at LDS Hospital. They were able to get his foot and hand prints, but I don't believe they got an itty sculpture of their baby's hand and foot like we did.

This year, we didn't even celebrate Kayli's birthday. It was not a conscience choice. Rob was still in the hospital on January 29, having problems with his pain management and chest tubes. We were just so focused on him to get better and out of the hospital, we all but forgot her birthday.

Kayli really had a positive effect on my life. Rob has made a huge impact on my life; as well as the lives of many people, including our children. People have said to me, "When is it going to stop?" "You guys have had so many things happen to you."

I respond, "Why not? What makes us special that we don't have to experience the crappy times with the good?"

I really don't know what my point is, other than:
  • I got to re-live some of my emotions of Kayli while AT WORK,
  • I am thinking a lot about Rob and his contribution to my life as well as those around us (NO, I am not focusing on him dying - we all die at some point - but just how much I love and appreciate him and all he does for our family),
  • I am worrying, but not trying to, about the results of his scan Monday,
  • I am not feeling like a victim (who has time for that anyway?)
So, whatever. Happy day. Thanks for reading. You may wake up now. It is over.