Sunday, December 13, 2009

a picture of love

When I got home yesterday there was a message on my answering machine from a local florist. They were wanting to set up a time to make a delivery. It totally caught me off guard. I knew that it wasn't the 18th (the day of the month Wyatt was born) and that it wasn't the 23rd (the day of the month Wyatt was taken to be with our Father), I couldn't figure out who would be sending us flowers or why. A little bit later, the doorbell rang, and much to our surprise someone had sent us a poinsettia. Ryan had answered the door and I could hear him saying how sweet this was. I asked Ryan who it was from and told me to read the card. I knew this going to make me cry...and it certainly did. The most wonderful tears....happy tears. The OT that had worked with us at Children's had sent this most precious gift. Precious not because it is beautiful, but precious because she is thinking of us....months after we have left the hospital. I feel as though she knows how difficult this road is...especially right now. This therapist is so very special to me. Special because she was our constant visitor, one of our biggest cheerleaders, and someone who sincerely cared for Wyatt, Ryan, and I. I always looked forward to her visits and to her friendly conversations. I never saw her without a smile on her face and that was something I needed to see...everyday.

We have received several cards and letters from the doctors and nurses that took care of Wyatt...I cannot tell you how truly special this is. I will always have a special place in my heart for these people. Always. They are the only people that knew Wyatt the way we knew him. They cared for him...I mean truly cared for him....beyond their job requirements. They provided medicine and took his vitals....but, most importantly, they cared for and loved our son. I cannot imagine doing the job they do day in and day out. They are truly special people. Gifts from above. Words cannot express my gratitude for these doctors and nurses. I so appreciate the way the kept us company and in a way held our hand throughout our journey. There were several nurses that Ryan and I grew extremely fond of. I can't tell you how wonderful it is to feel safe as you have to walk away and leave your child in the care of someone else. I remember one day in particular that I had just had enough...I was exhausted and scared and to be honest...just worn out and worn down. So, naturally, I lost it...just standing there beside Wyatt's bed...I just broke down. I couldn't take anymore and I certainly couldn't get a hold of myself and stop the tears from coming. Wyatt's nurse...and my newest friend...was so comforting. She teared up with me and reassured me that it would be ok and that it was ok to cry. Of course I felt like an idiot and wanted so badly not to look unstable, but she did not care. Not for a second. In fact, she came over and hugged and comforted me. What a have someone there to care for Wyatt...and to care for me. I could go on and on about the people we met while in the hospital. I know God placed each and everyone of them in our lives for a reason...and I am forever grateful for each and everyone of them. I miss them very much. So, when I look back and think of our stay at Children's Hospital, my heart smiles. To me, it is a picture of love. True love.


  1. That is so sweet. What a blessing to have such amazing people to take care of Wyatt. And you. :) The cool thing about a poinsettia is you can actually keep them alive all year and they will make the red leaves again this time next year. I kept one alive before we moved to OH, but we moved before I got to see it be red again. When my grandmother passed away last year a friend gave my mom an orchid. They are very hard to keep alive, but she has taken great care of it. It didn't bloom all year until it was the year anniversary of my grandmother's sweet trip to heaven. That day it bloomed! It was so sweet. It is amazing what God can use to encourage us. He loves you both so very much and please know we all do too. And we hurt for you so badly. I am so, so very sorry that you are having to walk this road. Please know we are praying for you everyday and that God will continue to give you strength, heal your heart, and let your precious memories of Wyatt bring you comfort.

  2. jessica!
    your words are so amazing!! i have spent a lot of time this morning reading them...over tears of course :)
    i saw leslie yesterday and we got to have a really good visit about wyatt! she told me about your blog and i am so proud of you for being such an inspiration to all of us through your words! i think about you, ryan and wyatt so often! Thank you for bringing us all in and reminding us of how good our God is!
    Lots of Love, Amber

  3. Hi Jessica,
    You are such a wonderful mom. I think of you often, and you are teaching me so much through your words. This is such a sweet story - what an amazing OT Wyatt was blessed to have at Children's! I love seeing photos of your beautiful little boy, and wish you a peaceful and comforting holiday season.
    Elizabeth (Kelley) Hicks