Wednesday, June 10, 2009
This week we had our monthly meetings. Everyone was talking about how their family and friends were not really there for them. Their families think that it is better to leave them alone and not talk about it. As they talked, I sat and thought about what they were saying. I realized that only a couple people called to check on me. The people I expected to be there, haven't said a word. I need to talk about the boys, and I shouldn't have to call you to tell you what to say to me. Parker and Gavin are my children, and will always be a part of my life. If you can't feel comfortable talking about the boys, than I'm sorry. You aren't apart of our lives. This was not just a pregnancy. They were real people. They were sweet little babies. And a lot of people don't realize, but the boys were alive. They lived for a couple of minutes. We held them as they slowly passed. I don't mean to be rude, by all means, but if you really love and care for Chad and I, you will respect and acknowledge Parker and Gavin. Do what you would be doing if they were still here with us.