I have heard my whole life you can not have your cake and eat it too...............well I am more of a sweet tart eater the a cake eater.
How sweet it is to know that I will get to spend the rest of mine and Jerry's life together with a healthy valve the tart part is the pain and healing he must go through to get there.
It was so very sweet to know that we had so many family and friends praying for us and standing with me at the hospital but we had to go through the tart part of knowing the unknown could happen.
It was very sweet and we were very blessed the way Papa and Grammie went back and forth caring for us and their sweet Lily............the tart was that Jerry and Lily both had fights on their hands.
It was sweet to come down the hall of the hospital and hear Jerry snoring ....but the tart was the scary shock they had to give his heart to get him some relief.
It was the sweet sound of the doctor saying you can go home but tart to know that we would not have the round the clock support we had with the wonderful staff.
It was sweet to see the sweet face of "little" Miller born after the tart 21 hours his mom and dad worked to get him here.
The sweet to know that I wake up every morning very blessed to have family, friends, life, love , babies, graduations, weddings, birthdays, smiles and tears............tart to know I will not share any of these with my own sweet baby......but sweet that she gave me so many others to share these times with.
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