She.

I recently signed up for a class about photography. It's a class that helps guide you through your healing process with the aid of photography. Three of the assignments are to journal about your loss in any way you choose. Since my blog is sort of a journal for me I'm choosing to use it to share my story. For some, this might be too personal. For some, it might be too much to handle. But for me, this is life.


A very quick backstory. In August of 2009 I was pregnant with our little girl. For some absolutely unknown reason, I contracted an infection while I was 22 weeks pregnant. Because of this infection, I started going into labor. Back in 2009, a 22 week gestation baby wasn't considered  "worth" trying to save. (It's definitely not a guarantee to survive by today's standards either, but at least they would try now.) So I had to go through the process of not only giving life to my daughter, but also watch her die.

She.

She. was planned.

She. was highly anticipated.

She. was an easy pregnancy. 

She. was a she.

She. was his little sister.

She. was already Daddy's little girl.

She. was their first granddaughter.

She. was the apple of each of her great grandma's eyes.

She. moved inside of me.

She. kept me up at night.

She. was growing.

She. was coming much too soon.

She. couldn't be stopped.

She. was birthed.

She. breathed.

She. whimpered.

She. lived.

She. Died.

She. is missed.

She. is loved.

She. is in our hearts.

She. will NEVER be forgotten.

She. is an angel.

She. has made us stronger.

She. is now a big sister.

She. is Aubrianna Faith.