Yes, it is NCAA basketball tournament time and in the last four days the tournament field went from 16 teams to the Final Four. While I really enjoy watching this tournament, this post is not about basketball, but rather something more personal and a bit deep.
March 24, 1998 Susan, my wife, delivered twin girls who were about 24 weeks in utero and born prematurely. They lived for only a few minutes. This past week they would have been 16 years old. I can vividly remember coming from work to the hospital and seeing Susan laying on her side, wearing a black and grey horizontal striped shirt, and saying to me, “These girls are coming.”
We moved into our own hospital room and the medical staff did as much as they could to slow down or stop the process. No matter what they did, she continued to have contractions. We…
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