Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for he who promised is faithful. And let us consider how to stir up one another to love and good works, not neglecting to meet together, as is the habit of some, but encouraging one another, and all the more as you see the Day drawing near.
A year ago today at 9 am I heard my daughters heartbeat for the last time. At 10 we heard her moving on the heart monitor, but she wouldn't cooperate yet again to let it be captured. When the nurse then grabbed the ultrasound at 1030 to try to figure out her location, he said he was having trouble and wanted to get the doc. At 10:56 the doc came in and told me that my baby was dead. The WORST thing I have ever had to face and face alone. Torrey Rex Myers was not there with me at that time.
I miss hearing your FAST heartbeat and feeling your crazy movements.