So much good!!

First the best news of all, K is coming home tomorrow!!! He has been gone for a month and 1/2 now, and I am SO ready for him to be home! I've missed him SO much. We both went into it not expecting it to be too hard, knowing it was the last time for a while, but for some reason it was really difficult. I think (from my end) because Bug had such a rough go of it for a bit, and for K, he just hated being where he was (especially since he was staying with his slob of a brother, M).

So, K finally managed to get his check ride scheduled, and he was the only one to get it in before the holiday. Thankfully. So he found out the FAA guy doing the ride, and the school told him that he failed everyone the first time around. The pass rate for the check ride in general is only like 20% to begin with. K pretty much didn't care at that point, he just wanted to get it over with and get home. We knew he could do another one once he got here (yes, at more cost to us). So, he had it today and he PASSED!!!! I guess this FAA guy hasn't passed ANYONE in 5 years! So the school then offered him a job, anywhere in the country that they had a school. They basically told him if he could impress this FAA guy, then he really is an amazing pilot.

So, K officially has is CFI/II. The original plan was for him to finish out his IA down there too, but time ran out. So he's gonna come home, we're gonna move, and then we'll figure it out from there. He has a few good options for finishing out the IA soon.

On another good news front, a good friend of mine, H, is being induced tomorrow, and will soon be holding little baby girl P in her arms! Some of you may remember H as my friend who lost her amazing little boy at a tender 31 days old.  Back in March she shared with me that she was expecting again.  We have kept in closer contact since then, and I have seen her a couple of times.  I'm not sure if it's easier for her to see me now that she has another on the way, but it almost seems like it. 

Most recently a few weeks ago we had lunch on my way through T Town for work.  We had a really great conversation, and while I can tell that her son is in her every waking thought, that she is really allowing herself to feel joy with this pregnancy.  I know it's tinged with fear, I know it's going to be a tough 31 days, and then while it may get easier, I'm sure it will remain tough until their little rainbow can verbalize if something is wrong.   We have talked all along about me seeing her soon after the baby is born, and she has agreed to let me stop in the day before Thanksgiving on my way through T Town as we are moving.  I will make a point of seeing her more often than that, and not just when it's 'convenient' for me.  I am so very happy for her, and I absolutely cannot wait to see her and meet her precious little girl!

Tomorrow is my last day at my office here in Indiana.  I am both happy and sad, excited and scared.  I will miss my staff and coworkers here.  I will miss the small office feel (we all got along), I will miss being a part of doing what we did here.  But, I look forward to a million more opportunities at Corporate, I look forward to being a part of all the great new stuff that they are doing in Ohio, and I will enjoy being able to walk into the office of the person that I need help from.  Bittersweet.  I mentioned the LOVE sculpture replica that they got me, so here it is:

Have a great night!!!

Wow!!

Some of you may remember one of my first posts back last year about a dear friend who lost her beautiful son to SIDS at a mere 1 month 1 day old.  I was heartbroken for her, and while I could never understand exactly what she is going through, I understand the loss of the dream when it comes to kids.  I never got to meet the babies I lost, and that changes things so much in regards to what you are dealing with. 

If you didn't read the post, and would like to, here it is:
http://3hearts2hold1love-emms.blogspot.com/2010/12/sids.html

Since this post I have continued to keep in sporadic contact with H.  She was fighting her demons and I always wanted to make sure she knew I was there, but never wanted to push it.  Especially knowing that I have something that she should also have.  At this point she may even read this blog as I follow hers (she's the only IRL person that even knows how to find my blog!), I don't know if she ever does.  If so I hope she realizes how much I care for her and think about her.

She had sent me a message a few weeks back and let me know that they finally got the coroners report back.  They were meeting with their ob/gyn and their pediatrician to get some answers.  At the time she wasn't ready, or able, to tell me what it said.  What she did let me know was that it was not SIDS.

I have prayed for her almost every day in some way, shape or form since this terrible tragedy 7 months ago.  7 months.  That's almost half of the lifetime that she got to spend with him, only 1 short month outside of the womb.  I imagine that everyday of these past 7 months have been difficult for her.  That going on with her life when she probably did not want to at times was taxing.  Draining. 

She finally let me know the cause of death.  I'm not sure it's my place to even say it in this blog, so I won't at this time.  Maybe later.  It brings tears to my eyes even remembering the hurt and sorrow I could read in her email.

Now onto the Wow part of this blog.  There is a good reason that I am dredging up this horrific past.  She sent me another email today.

She's pregnant!  Her perfect little Rainbow Baby is on his/her way!  Oh the joys of a Rainbow baby, I know as Bug is one.  H is due 11/26, so she's not very far along yet.  I will now add to my prayer for her to not only help her to live on with her son's memory filling her with happiness, but now also that she will have a healthy and happy 40 weeks (probably 34 or 35 more at this point), and that the first month, which I'm sure will be the hardest, will pass by without incident.  That H and her husband will be blessed with another little baby that will help to fill their hearts.  That will help to make the hole that will always remain in their hearts a little less painful.  I will pray that God has taken their first home to him simply to help watch over their baby #2. 

I will go see them as soon as this little one is born.  I will not make the same mistake the second time around.