Last night I was playing around on Facebook and looked up an old friend, Michele Snow Gledhill. (and old as in we were friends about 18 years ago, not old as in age!) We had worked together at First Security Bank back in the early 90's. We were young and had a lot of fun doing some pretty dumb things together like crocheting our boyfriends (or hope to be boyfriends in my case) afghans at the bank in between customers, group dates, and trips to Vegas. She was such a great friend to me. We had lost track of each other, but I was thrilled to find her on Facebook.
As I reviewed her information, I learned that over the last couple of years she faced a pretty tough battle when she gave birth to a beautiful little girl, Gracie, in March of 2008. Gracie was born with a heart condition, HLHS. They found out she had this the November before she was born and knew they were in for a battle.
They lost Gracie just 3 weeks shy of her first birthday in March of this year.
I sat at my computer last night with tears streaming down my face as I read her blog detailing the ups and downs, the hopes and dreams, and the bad news of that time in her life.
Here is her blog...
http://thegledhillfamily.blogspot.com/
Here is a song written for Gracie by Paul Cardell...I was amazed and have such admiration for Michele, her husband and her three beautiful children for the strength they have. What an example to me to be stronger when I face trails. Her oldest son Max, who is 9 1/2, really touched my heart to see the photos of him interact with his little sister, reading to her in the PICU. She has an absolutely beautiful family.
Here is a song written for Gracie by Paul Cardell...I was amazed and have such admiration for Michele, her husband and her three beautiful children for the strength they have. What an example to me to be stronger when I face trails. Her oldest son Max, who is 9 1/2, really touched my heart to see the photos of him interact with his little sister, reading to her in the PICU. She has an absolutely beautiful family.
And then I went in and looked at my little girl sleeping in her crib. I was so incredibly grateful!
Today was different for me. I valued the little things I take for granted everyday, like the time I spend feeding Gabbie. I wasn't annoyed when Gabbie went for the dog bowls 20 times, but instead felt grateful that she is crawling and active and healthy. I held her just a little bit longer before I put her in her crib before each nap and at bedtime. I kissed her a few more times than I did yesterday. I turned off the TV and got down and played with her more than I did yesterday. I read a few more books with her today than I did yesterday.
And as I held her close before I put her down tonight, I thanked my Heavenly Father for giving me this wonderful, precious gift.
And I thought of Michele, and I thanked my Heavenly Father for giving me such a wonderful friend, and I prayed that he would stay by her and her family as they face life without their little Gracie...
and I know he will!