One night Reid and I took Luke and Emme to dinner while their parents were out for a concert. Reid was late leaving work and we met him at our apartment so we could all ride together. Luke, of course, said he wanted to see all of Mare and Reido Burrito's toys. Poor kid was only slightly disappointed when all he saw was a guitar. Enter Reid to play the guitar and this video is what was captured of Luke's excitement.
At 2:00 am this morning, our sweet Mary Grace was welcomed to Heaven. We found out this afternoon that she had a large brain hemorrhage. Reid and I spent three precious hours holding our daughter tonight. The nurses wrapped a pink bow around her little head and we swaddled her in a soft pink elephant blanket. During those hours, we told Mary Grace how proud we were of her fight, how she fulfilled our dreams of one day having a daughter to call "Gracie," and we even took a little nap, snuggled together as a family. If we told her we loved her once, we told her a thousand times. We prayed over her and gave her back to the Lord. We miss her more than words can say. I feel like we were punched in the stomach today and left with the wind knocked out of our lungs. Its so hard to understand "why?" in all of this. Tonight when we left the hospital, Reid turned on this song by David Crowder Band and we listened to it on repeat the whole way home. Its the exact state of our
not bad for a white boy! Thanks for all you do!ReplyDelete