A year ago, when the phone rang I was on the couch being lazy. Scott got up and looked at the caller ID.
“Joyce?” He asked me wanting to know if he should pick up.
“Yes!” I said and my mind began racing. Racing to Japan where Sara and Geordie were awaiting the arrival of their daughter Lauren. She’s early, I thought as I answered the phone.
On the other end of the phone a very quiet Joyce asked me if I had heard from Sara that day. The soft tremble in her words put me immediately on edge. And as I sat up Joyce told me through her tears that Lauren’s heart had stopped. On September 28, Lauren was born sleeping.
I’ve written about this before here and here. More importantly, Sara has written Lauren's story and I encourage everyone to read go and read it. Babies aren't supposed to die and far too many do. We seem more than willing to talk candidly about breast cancer and numerous other medical issues, but for some reason people turn their heads away from stillbirth and miscarriage.
I’ve spent the better part of a week trying to find words for this post. Nothing sounds right. So I will leave it as such:
My heart, my thoughts, my love go out to Sara, Geordie and their families today and everyday. Lauren was loved from the very second Sara and Geordie shared her with us and she will forever be missed and loved.