After my mom and Jeremy left with Evie and after a visit from cardiology and hearing the word Thursday casually snuck into our conversation, i was feeling particularly alone... and quite frankly a little depressed. Here I am, just gave birth not even a week ago, fighting the baby blues, alone in a hospital for what feels like forever with a very sick newborn.. and another night is possibly being attached to our sentence here? After a couple nights it starts to feel like a prison. I was really upset. Tears just streaming down my face, I begin to text Jeremy.. and i asked him to just text once in a while and send picture so I feel less alone. As I hit send, Elvis' Cant Help Falling in Love comes on Pandoras Lullaby station. I could almost hear my dad singing along.. off key. It made me laugh.. and i knew he was with me in the moment i really needed someone i love to comfort me.
I had an episode of the Long Island Medium on in the background yesterday while here with Jack.. and she did a reading for a woman who lost her husband and her daughter had just had a son. Theresa said the grandfather held the baby before he was born. I know many people don't believe in mediums and the afterlife and thats ok... but that small thought, that image of my father holding his grandsons soul in heaven before he arrived here on earth just fills me with faith and comfort. I'm thankful to have the faith in my heart that I do. It gives me peace in the most unsettling times.
Papa holding Evie on her first Christmas Eve
Proudest Papa and Evie at Salem Willows
One of my all time favorites
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