I cherish pictures so much, I was happy to find this while scrolling through my camera, it was taken at Thanksgiving. Case was so sweet, perfect. Their family was and is still beautiful, but their hearts are broken right now. I keep saying why did this happen to my sister's baby? SIDS is responsible for about 50 deaths per 100,000 births in the U.S. I have to remember that their is not always an answer to everything. I know I probably drove my mom crazy when I was a kid. WHY? WHY? WHY? I have always needed to know the answer and see for myself. All the whys and unanswered questions will drive me crazy. I just need to have faith and be content with not having an answer to everything right when I want it. I have learned that in a time like this it is right to be sad. It makes me sad to see myself moving on in this grieving process while Tasha and family are way behind me. But I just need to be a shoulder to cry on and an open ear. Me and Tasha do the IChat on the computer, I will miss seeing that little man on her lap. I know she misses holding him.
Every night I put Brielle to bed she goes in her crib and we push her teddy bears tummy and it says, "Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep may angels watch me through the night until I wake in the morning light, Amen" The day Case died I went to California to be with Tasha and her family. Thank you to Rob for holding down the fort and all the help offered by others. Now that I am home I will remember to pray for them each time I put Brielle to bed. I feel some peace knowing that Tasha has faith in God. This is what I saw when I went into Cases nursery that was put together with so much love.
A quilt Tasha made for Case and framed on his wall.
This picture was taken just a day or two after Case died. Tasha spent time in his room reading her bible in the chair she fed him in. We both agreed it was a peaceful place.