Today Charlotte and I made a little road trip to Stratford, to visit with Hilary, and her daughters Hannah and Katie. Hilary and I met, online, just after our children died. Her daughter, Leah, died 2 weeks before Noah, from the same, rare, thing. I am so glad we met, but so UNhappy that we had to meet.
Hilary is one of the only person... actually, maybe the only person who truly understands what it is like to be me- a women who lost their child from this illness. She gets me, I get her. We don't see each other often, but we have our own special bond, because of our beautiful children.
How much more fun would this play date have been with Noah and Leah too... much more fun! But.. we did it anyway-- without them,,, we have to... I suppose we could just live under rocks, waiting for the end to come.. but we try to live each day with purpose- for our beautiful children, dead and alive.
here are some pictures from the day.
Katie (4), Hannah (5months)and Charlotte (2 months)
The little ones, tuckered out from playing!