When you have children a piece of your heart breaks off and lives outside your body. 

Your heart rejoices when your child rejoices, it breaks when your child's heart breaks, and it loves that child completely and unconditionally. 

When you have children, you promise your entire life to them, no matter what their ability level is.  You would walk through fire for them.

It makes you so vulnerable when it comes to that child's health. 

I can't repair a broken heart, I just can't.  I can't fight for Ollie, it's up to her body to fight for us, and the way she loves us - I know she'll fight.  I would take away all the pain, all the suffering, I'd have that surgery to spare her that scar.

However, there is nothing I can do.  She needs this surgery to survive.  There are no other options. 

I have to turn my fears and anxiety over to HIM completely.  I trust in HIS judgement.  I know he will carry us through this.  I know HIS plan is the best plan.

HE has given us the best blessings in life, our children.  We are honored to spend our days kissing the cheeks & stroking the foreheads of Aubrie, Everett, and Ollie. 

So the day before her surgery we celebrate her life over the past four months.  She has touched more people than we will ever know.  She is loved all over the US & in other countires as well.  She has blessed many and strengthened the faith of those that love her.  Her eyes sparkle like she truly knows the secrets of heaven.  HE knows her and HE loves her more than we could ever imagine.  Tomorrow HE will hold her tiny hand as her surgeon, her living angel, repairs her tiny heart.  HIS will shall be done.

We will all rejoice when she has her healthy heart beating strong inside her little chest.

God Bless you all for the love of my daughter.  Please pray for us all in the coming days because this is by far the hardest thing we have ever done.  If you think of the perfect scripture - send it our way - housethatjadebuilt@gmail.com

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