One of my favorite memories of Mary was during one of our many ultrasounds. I saw her finally kick Walter back after he had kicked her. I knew then that she would be able to handle him and take care of herself.
This blog was designed to follow my journey through grieving for my sweet Mary. Mary passed away after 37 precious hours here with us. I have felt every possible emotion one can feel while dealing with the loss of a child; something NO ONE should ever have to go through. This is our story as we try to heal and keep Mary's memory alive while also raising her twin.
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