Anyone who has visited our home knows that it is the eternal battleground. It's filled with warriors and ninjas, weapons of all kinds and constant battle cries.
In a rare moment of quiet this weekend, I realized this fighting spirit isn't just a result of the plethora of testosterone in our family, its part of who our Family is. You see...
10 years and 77 days ago we welcomed Elle into the world and into our family. She was spunky and sweet, a miracle from the start. Then...
It was incredibly, unexpectedly, expected.
We knew she was sick, we knew the odds weren't great. Yet, just hours before she passed I was convinced everything that was happening was to prepare for her heart. Then those hours sped by and it was time to let her go. You see, ironically, Elle waited until we were ready. For 77 days on earth, Elle fought to be with us. I will cherish those days, those memories, forever and I will spend the rest of my days here on earth fighting to be worthy to be with her once again.
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