Gratitude Continued...

At Maggie's birthday party, I tried (and failed-- yes, I was crying too hard) to put my gratitude into words. So here's what I meant to say:

They say it takes a village to raise a child.

A year ago, I sat next to Maggie's incubator and I thought the worst. I looked at her fragile tiny body, and I'll admit it now: I thought my sweet baby was going to die. I thought I was going to have to plan a funeral. I thought I was going to have to quit my job, as I would never have the strength to care for another pregnant woman again.

But you all believed.

Every day, you all kept vigil with me. You called, and never once expected a phone call back. You sent flowers, gifts, food, prayers, and love. And never once asked for anything in return.

YOU are the reason Maggie survived. I don't know how she would have fought without you all. She got the best care available, had 24 hour life saving technology, MEDICINE kept her alive. Your LOVE made her thrive.

Thank you will never be enough. Thank you for letting me cry, for celebrating with me, for grieving with me, for letting me dance on the edge of reason sometimes, for talking me off the ledge at others, for laughing with me, for finding Maggie's beauty, for helping me tap into my own strength.

Thank you for being Maggie's village.

~Sara