Month of March

This month used to be full of excitement - spring was around the corner, St. Paddy's Day, my birthday..... Three years ago on March 16th our world was taken away from us - our little angel was sent up to watch over us. I always wonder if it was a boy or a girl, what they would be like now. I know people say you cannot live in the past, but this will always be something I will wonder and will cherish my little angel - always! The hubs gave me a necklace that Christmas that is an angel wing and I have yet to take it off!
Every year on March 25th I thank Dr. Mo......the man that saved my life. There will never be words to express my gratitude towards him and his staff, nurse Nazi (as I called her in the beginning) for pushing me to get out of the bed and walk in the hallway - even if it just started out by making it to the next room. The members of this hospital staff helped show me how strong of a person I truly am. That I can overcome some of the toughest obstacles the Big Guy has for me.  I think of how my whole family dropped everything and drove into Boston to sit and wait - wait for the outcome of my surgery. I am so truly blessed to have such an amazing family and thankful for each and every one of them! All of my friends who called, sent flowers, came to see me while I was in the hospital - again, one very lucky girl.

I will continue to show him my strength - each and every day, and this little girl that is growing inside of me will have the same strength and motto, "Put your big girl pants on and figure it out. You have no other choice."

This is what the month of March has turned in to for me.......remembering the horrible loss, nightmare emergency surgery, support of family and friends. I look in the mirror every day and say thank you