To Keep His Memory Alive
In the seven years since Gabriel's fatal diagnosis, my husband and I have been blessed with three healthy daughters. Our family is now big and crazy and wonderful. Our evenings are full of bickering and laughter, chaos and cuddles. I can't count the times Kyle and I look at each other, both tearful, so full of joy we feel we may explode. And yet... And yet there is still that empty hole. I admit it - I still grieve the tremendous loss of my son's death . April 29th is the date that will mark seven years since we received Gabriel's fatal diagnosis. Seven years since our once illuminated world turned dark. We were young parents with one toddler, thrilled to be giving him a sibling. All that joy, all that hope. To then find out our baby boy wasn't going to make it long after his birth. Suddenly all we could feel was despair and intense sadness. After enduring months of carrying around the son who would soon die, the real sorrow began on August 21st