A Sad Day......

[DianaB]

I have a friend that I've gone to church with for years, Shari. She's a wonderful school teacher and taught each of my kids in middle school and even coached a couple of my girls in volleyball. Jaci has grown up with her children, Brandi and Bret.

Brandi graduated from high school a couple of years ago and went to college. While there she met a boy and got pregnant. They found out soon into the pregnancy that the baby was a boy and that he had a severe heart defect. At church we've prayed for this baby, Jordon, and Brandi.

The baby was born on Sept. 2 and weighed 7 lbs and 8 oz. A very healthy looking little boy but oh so, sick. Brandi, nor her boyfriend could hold the baby because of the seriousness of his health but were able to touch and sing to him.

On Tuesday, Sept. 15th it was decided to go ahead and do the first of three surgeries that were needed to start to repair Jordon's little heart. The news we first received was to pray hard because things were not good and after praying within 30 minutes we received news that the impossible had happened and we were hopeful but told that the next 24 hours were critical. There was still a blood clot that had the flow of blood blocked from his little legs so medicine was given and we all waited by our phone for a report.

The next morning the news was bad. The medicine that was given had caused problems and the baby was fading. I checked on line for a journal entry that Jordon's grandmother, Shari, was writing to keep us all updated and it sadly said that Baby Jordon had passed away in his mother's arms. How sad.

This morning we went to Baby Jordon's funeral. There was the tiniest casket that I'd ever seen in the front on a table. We had another baby born in our church right before Jordon's death and it's just been so hard. To be so happy for one baby and grieving for another. Being at the funeral and thinking of all that Baby Jordon will miss out on and what his parents will miss out on brought back so many memories and feelings of when I had my miscarriage years ago. It was so hard and my arms felt so empty that I find myself knowing how Brandi feels. I hope that the Lord wraps his arms around her and gives her so much comfort. It's so hard because we just don't understand.