A year ago today I was with my baby girl for my birthday and she was doing great. They were going to pull her ventilator out two days later if she continued on that path. She did and they did pull it out and thats when it all went south on her. My poor baby. I wish I could go back to a year ago and never end that time. On top of it, I would have fought harder to make them wait to pull her off the vent. God and Andie know I tried I could tell she wasn't ready, but ... they insisted that she was ready. Mother's intuition I guess. I'm sorry baby girl!!!!I really am. I love and miss you with every bit of everything in my body, heart, and soul.
Ever since Andie has passed, no lie we find little white, fine feathers in our house once in a while. To all that don'tknow us, we don't have any feathery friends. So whenever I find them, I always think and tell the kids that Andie is with us and letting us know she is okay. Well this morning I get a cup of coffee and go to walk across the street to see my aunt. Something caught my eye on my left sleeve, and there it was a little fine white feather. Happy birthday mommy I love you and am with you. Thats my story and I'm sticking to it. Thanks baby girl! I love you too! XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO