One look at this beautiful blanket and I could see why. I did have knowledge that a blanket would be arriving as Lacey, the incredible mom who makes them, had emailed for our address. I'm not sure that I gave it much thought at the time, therefore I did not have any preconceived expectations. As I stood there looking at this blanket, a wave of emotions flooded my soul.
Sarah and I have been following Jaxson's blog for a long time. I know of the significant medical challenges he has endured. I know that Lacey recently struggled with the difficult decision of whether or not to allow the doctors to place a trach in Jaxson's delicate airway. I recall that same struggle. Once the trach was in place, she has been sharing the added stress it places on the family. The sleepless nights. The worry. The additional medical demands. I know first hand what that is like, too. It is physically and mentally exhausting.
And yet here is my daughter proudly holding a blanket that is so much about her. If you have been following our blog you know that Sarah loves horses. She and her therapeutic horse, Ridge, have a special bond. If you have been paying close attention you know that Ridge wears purple. His blanket and bridle are purple. At Sarah's graduation party, the volunteers braided purple ribbons in his mane and tale. The fact that Lacey took the time to search out this perfect fabric, just for Sarah, has tears rolling down my cheeks.
Sarah wants me to read her the note. I can barely see through my watery eyes but I manage to stumble out the words. Then I just stared at the picture. For the longest time, I just stood there
and absorbed this sweet, precious boy. Sarah told me on the phone that he had "that thing in his nose" like her. I walked over to the cupboard with the photo albums. She's correct...
...this photo of Sarah was taken the day she was moved to Step Down following her open heart surgery. It is the first picture we have, as the Cleveland Clinic would not permit photos to be taken back then in the ICU. It was exactly one month from the date they wheeled her into the operating room. Many complications, and a few close calls kept us in ICU. Looking at this picture, brings those memories into crystal clear focus. And with those memories, I am all the more touched by Lacey's gesture of love. Thank you dear friend.