Our Temporary Goodbye
Saturday was a whirlwind. It was so emotionally draining. We had delivered our sweet angel and said goodbye to her. It was by far the most difficult day of my life, but this challenging trial was not yet over. Sunday morning came and Chase and I were ready to leave the hospital. My heart sank as we got in our car. I knew we never would have been able to take Bliss home, but it was still so hard to go home empty handed. I found comfort in a stuffed animal my sister-in-law had given me at the hospital. It was a little bunny rabbit--I call it my Happy Bunny. My Happy Bunny and Bliss were almost the exact same size. I swaddled up my bunny in the blanket we had held Bliss in at the hospital. It really helped holding this bunny, but sometimes it added to the heart ache. I felt pathetic. Out of sadness and hurt I would think that all I got to take home from the hospital was a stupid bunny. After moments like that, the tears would fall and I’d burry my face in my daughter’s blanket, ...
