Boundless Souls

  • Ever since I learned about signs, I’ve enjoyed experimenting with them—choosing different ones and seeing how they show up. Lately, my family has been going through a rough patch, so I decided to make things a little more challenging for…

  • Millie’s journey was far from over after death. She continues to be a part of our daily lives. Of course, it’s not how I want it, but I have learned to live with it. I have learned to live with…

  • First, I just want to say that I started writing this article in March of 2022. I couldn’t find myself to finish it. This is probably one of the most angerering memories during Millie’s journey… as you will now read: Millie had…

  • We left the hospital at about noon. It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining bright upon us as we drove away. I was devastated yet also very relieved. It was finally over. The agony was over. The unknown…

  • I’m into couponing…I own about 20 bottles of fabric detergents and another 20 bottles of fabric softeners. My closet is bursting with toothbrushes, toothpaste, mouthwash, body wash, shampoo, and toilet paper all acquired through coupon deals. The ultimate deal was…

  • February 17th 2020 was the day of Millie’s services. I asked everyone to wear yellow or white. Yellow because it was supposed to be a good luck color and white because that’s the stereotypical color of angels.  I didn’t want…

  • Her other organs stopped functioning the night before she passed away. It was only a matter of hours. The nurses and doctors allowed me to carry her for the last time. I sat on a recliner chair they brought in…

  • The doctor who had performed the original surgery to correct the hypoplastic left heart syndrome Millie was born with was called once more the day she died. This time it was to seal her closed. Her chest had been open…

  • We decided to baptize her while she was at the hospital. You see, deep down I knew she would notmake it. At a point I thought, “Am I jinxing her for baptizing her in the hospital?” We decided to goahead…

  • I arrived at the hospital at around 5am in the morning for my scheduled c-section. They had to pull her out at 37 ½ weeks because the doctors didn’t want me to go into labor. They wanted to prepare for…

  • I have lost a child. In her honor and in order to help others in similar situations, I have started this blog to share our journey. I hope you find comfort in my story as I find comfort in writing…