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"Mr and Mrs Taylor-
"Please just tell us what's going on? I don't know how much more bad news we can take..."Zac said shaking his head as he held me and I stared at Larter as the memories of all out moments together played through my head.
The day she was born literally was the happiest day of my life I can't find another day that I was that excited.I was obsessed with my baby.Any body would tell you that Karter never was too far away or behind me.
She was my miracle baby...and she was perfect. I just wish I'd told her that more often so she'd believe it herself.Maybe this could've been prevented if I had just payed more attention.
I knew this was my fault and nobody could make me believe less. This was my daughter...nobody else to blame but me. Because deep down a mother always knows.
Or at least they should.
"Fatima"I was brought out of my thoughts as Zac shook me.
"Hmm?"I said sitting up rubbing my temple.
"She said wants to tell us about Karter."Zac said i as I finally looked away from her and toward the doctor as a tear rolled down my cheek.
"-Is she in pain?" I said wiping my face as I turned my attention back to Karter.
"No. And that's what I wanted to talk to you both about . We ran some test and we fear that Karter may be brain dead."She said as I shook my head.
It's always something.This cycle never stops.It was never ending. We can't catch a break.
"What does this mean?"Zac said crying as I got up zoning them out going to Karter's side.
I rubbed her cheek then held her hand as I watched her chest go up and down due to the machine.
This wasn't going to be the end of my baby's story. She had so much to show for and a long way to go.
I wasn't going to accept that Karter's life was going to end like this.
We needed a Miracle. ______________
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