Come back kid

Just a quick note to say Abby is hanging in there. I thought last night was it. She was breathing erratically, her chest was congested and she looked awful. I didn't think she could keep going like that. She probably couldn't, so her breathing evened out, she sounded pretty clear this morning and woke me up with a "ma" for more juice on a sponge. I know better than to count Abby out, but yet again she proved her point.

All in all, she didn't have a bad day. She was more alert than Friday, and answered us more consistently. Until just now, I felt peace today. Nights are harder. They are so quiet and long. I feel afraid that I'll wake up and she will be gone. I'm okay with her going peacefully in her sleep, just not with her going in general.

I kept thinking today of all the people that have loved her. Her grandparents, family, friends, church, teachers...really anyone that took the time to know her loves her. She is a remarkable girl. This planet just doesn't seem like it could ever be as bright a star without this one little girl on it.



-Abby surrounded by family Thursday; her 86 year old great grandmother sang "Jesus Loves Me" for her that day. Precious moments.