I was able to spend a week in Little Rock last week and it was wonderful! George came to see Mom with me one day. He stayed awhile and tried to keep her awake while I waited to feed her dinner. She was so sleepy that he put her right to sleep tickling her arm. Its her favorite - especially when George does it. Friday night my dad and I went out to see her before bedtime and she was the most alert I had seen her all week. She was "talking" up a storm when we walked in and she didn't stop until we tucked her into bed. What she says usually doesn't make much sense, but she was just laughing and smiling at everything my dad was saying. She also told my dad she loved him. It was a fun night and I'm so glad I was there for it.
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