06/19/2026
If you live this life like we do; surrounded by diagnosis, death, and appointment dates.
You know, you can never fully get rid of this lump in your throat.
The mountain of baggage knowing you may outlive your child. But not the 80 & 50 year old kind of way like it should be.. but the 20 & 1 year old way.
Your notes app full of funeral details youâve had to plan multiple times. Life insurance policies that drain your account but you canât afford to cancel.
âSheâs going to be fineâ
âThink positiveâ
âSheâs came all this wayâ
But they werenât there.
Not for 2 hours post open heart, a tear streaming down her swollen cheek when you said
âItâs okay if you want to go be with Jesusâ
They werenât there.
Not feeling and hearing her bones crack beneath your hands, nurses flying down hallways & the ungodly sound coming from your soul because all you ever wanted was your child to live.
They werenât there.
Not when you sobbed uncontrollably at the church alter, demanding God to spare your baby. Not begging or asking, but demanding.
CHD has no mercy.
Not for you. Or your child.
Thatâs the worse part.