Tomorrow we are going to a funeral for a friend of ours baby.
The baby was born in early March at 30 weeks. They named him Apollo. He spent 8 weeks in the NICU before they sent him home. Since we are the parents of a preemie they often turned to Mark discuss progress or just for support (Mark is coworkers with the father). Everytime I visited Mark's work I would ask how Apollo was doing and eagerly listened to his progress. Then last week there was a problem, they rushed Apollo to the ER, but he didn't make it. Tomorrow we will support our friends as they bury their child.
We know how hard that is, to say goodbye long before you should have to. Thinking about the funeral tomorrow made me go back and read all the posts I've written about Penelope. I miss my daughter and I've been crying for the last half hour. I feel terrible that other people we know have to go through this.
Penelope and Apollo know that you are loved even though you aren't here!