​We have all heard the saying, “good grief,” especially those of us who grew up watching Charlie Brown. I never understood how something that was so seemingly painful could be described as good, what an outrageous oxymoron. To think that anything as dreadful as the result of death or loss could be considered favorable, baffled my mind well into adulthood, until February 29, 2016. 

​March 26, 2012, my life would forever change.  That was the day that I heard the words, there is no heartbeat.  At 36 weeks and only 1 week away from our scheduled delivery date, I did not understand how that could be possible.  March 27, 2012, our beautiful baby girl was born sleeping.