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A simple sentence. No one said it to me in the beginning, but boy did that tube cause a lot of chaos. The NG tube graduated to the G-tube which morphed to a GJ- tube…. A brief history of Ivey's feeding tubes: *The NG tube was in place the first time I ever saw my daughter in the NICU. My only memory of her without a feeding tube is them placing her in my arms immediately following her birth. *The G-tube, well, that is a story within itself. That decision did not come lightly. Another hole in her. Another decision on our plate, but not really on our plate, it was apparent it was a medical necessity for her survival. Literally to give her a chance to live. A permanent decision. A 5am panic attack in the Scottish Rite elevator that happened to coincide with Dr. Meyers arriving at the hospital at the same time as me.... Our intersection in the elevator set the stage for the years to follow. From that point on, he knew I was a little nuts and a lot...
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And Gwen, one day, I know that we will sit with our girls and we will have no logical explanation of why it is we found each other across the great divide, but we will marvel that we did and laugh and cry, and know that it was not by coincidence but merely God being anonymous and that we listened and heard His gentle whisper, despite overwhelming life circumstance, is a miracle that resides right alongside our little miracle girls.
Honestly, each quote that came up,quotes that are so absolutely near and dear to my heart, words that strengthened me during some of my darkest days, each quote I read,tears fell. Not tears of sadness but of joy, in the wonder of this day.
Miss Ivey, you ran your own race indeed and I cannot wait to see the rest of your beautiful journey unfold. Thank you for allowing me,allowing us, to tag along with you.
Love, Jill :)