The family we found was from Cheyenne, worked in Laramie, and were spending their days in the Children's Hospital of Denver. Their son, born in May, had heart issues that would eventually require him to have a full heart transplant.
We were going through Denver anyway, so we decided to stop and meet this family. As soon as this sweet couple allowed me to hold their son, grief came at me like a freight truck that I never saw coming. I was so full of grief that I wanted nothing more than to wail at the top of my lungs. Holding this newborn (first baby i had held since) was more than I could bare. I felt overwhelmed with desire to have Tyler in my arms ~ even if he had a difficult heart condition ~ at least he would be with us and living.
I knew that I would get through the moment because we were strangers to these people and I HAD to hold it together in fear that I would freak them out. Plus, all the family was waiting for us to go to dinner.
It wasn't an opportune time to grieve, but then again ~ when is?
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