I was set to talk about why my son’s nickname is Soldier but I received a pretty sad phone call that has left me contemplating life. It was a call from an ex-boyfriend; THE ex-boyfriend, the only one that has ever mattered. The only one that made me want to get married.
He called to tell me about his friends; they are married and they had a baby last Thursday. I met her when I went to visit the ex. We shared a girls’ day at the hair salon and then off to get a manicure and pedicure. Later that night the three of us went out for dinner and drinks. I never met her then fiance because he was working overseas during that time. This is their first child together.
The baby is healthy but unfortunately she had a hole in her heart. It filled during the delivery and she has already undergone two heart surgeries. It doesn’t look good and the doctors will attempt to save her again with one more surgery. I only met her that one day but the tears fell in a steady stream down my face. I took to her instantly. She was happy that ‘the boy’ and I were getting married. She and her husband just had a baby. What must he be going through? What about the baby? Read the rest of this entry »
