We had been at the hospital for a little over a day and had just completed three hours of Diabetes training. Training that was necessary to know so we could take care of Lovebug at home. I have never been so scared in my life. Scared of hurting my baby girl and scared of what would happen if I couldn't.
I came home, walking through our door with an overwhelming feeling and a heavy burden on my heart. Shortly after we arrived home I received this rose from a very dear friend. It came right along with a wonderful meal. (of which I did my first carb counting on!)
It was beautiful. Just like my baby girl. I left it on the counter for days. Then it started to wilt, I tried to throw it away but I just couldn't. The thought tore me up inside. So it has sat in various places in my kitchen ever since.
I have not and can not bear to throw it away. Shoot, I can't even talk about it without tearing up. I'm not sure why, all I know is that I can not put into words what this rose means to me. I have tried many times but the words I come up with seem so inadequate. It may not look as beautiful as it did the day I received it, but it means so much to me.
I came home, walking through our door with an overwhelming feeling and a heavy burden on my heart. Shortly after we arrived home I received this rose from a very dear friend. It came right along with a wonderful meal. (of which I did my first carb counting on!)
I have not and can not bear to throw it away. Shoot, I can't even talk about it without tearing up. I'm not sure why, all I know is that I can not put into words what this rose means to me. I have tried many times but the words I come up with seem so inadequate. It may not look as beautiful as it did the day I received it, but it means so much to me.
