Thank You. And You. And You....

I want to do an update on my Isabella.

But before I do...thank you.

And you.

And you.

Your kind words.

Personal stories.

Tears.

Prayers.

Thank you's to God.

Comforted me.

On a day such as Saturday.

I'm still in shock.

I cried hard. Last nite, the tears flowed.

Harder than I've ever cried before.

Thinking the unimaginable. What if.

My heart aches even thinking those thoughts.

I've never imagined my life without my girls.

I've never been more scared in my life.

I still have a tremendous amount of guilt.

I've hugged her and kissed her non-stop.

For those who know me?

I do that a lot already. So to imagine more?

Wow.

I didn't tell you all how a week before some scary things had also happened.

God spared us then, too.

How many close calls will we have?

I'm scared. Paranoid.

I'm sorry this is so long.

I need to get this stuff out. Off my chest.

As for Isabella?

My little wild one?

You'd never be able to tell anything had happened.

Happy.

Singing.

Dancing.

Hugging.

Kissing.

Bump free.

No telling me today 'head hurt'.

Cupcake eating (yes, I made her 2 dozen cupcakes. To share with mommy and daddy of course.).

Orange eating.

Popsicle loving.

Same Bella.

Different Mommy.

Different Daddy.

We saw our gift taken away for a moment.

And that moment has forever changed us.

Our family.

Our lives.

Love and hugs to all of you.

Hug your loved ones, your little ones a little tighter, okay?

And pass on a hug from Isabella.

As a thank you.