It has been 365 days since I heard your heartbeat for the last time. I held your hand in the OR, and my head was on your chest when they called the time of death. My heart stopped then too. You read about these stories of loss and grief, but like so many other life...
365 days…
by Karen | Jul 15, 2022 | All, Blog, Chip, Death and Dying, Married Life, Still Cooking, Stories | 6 Comments
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