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Headin' to the Beach!

Well, the hubby and I are headed to the beach. We are at my parents house and we're pretty much all packed up and ready to go. It will be nice - we are going with my mom and dad and sister and brother-in-law. The four of them happened to have a house already reserved and after the occurrences of the past 10 days or so they invited us to go along - we very gratefully accepted.

Today we finished getting ready for vacation and we went to the Memorial Garden to visit with Aaron. My grandfather was apparently there today and my mom went at some point as well - so he was visited a lot. I am sure he loves the visitors. I talk to him a lot no matter where I am so I am sure he will be with us at the beach as well. One of the nurses gave us a great idea - that once in a while we could tie little notes to balloons and let the balloon go to send it up to Aaron - we thought that was a great idea.

Well - we are supposed to have a computer at the beach house - if it works at all we'll update and post some pictures. If not I hope everyone has a great week :)

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Anonymous said…
Have a beautiful week! I hope the sun, sand and sea are "healing" to all of you.

Love you,
Tracey
XOXO
Anonymous said…
Enjoy the beach - what a great place to slow down and regroup. I hope you both have a wonderful, relaxing week. Enjoy every day you're there. The ATS crew looks forward to seeing you soon.

Much love and prayers. Take care and Gold Bless!

Courtney
Anonymous said…
Dear Nikki and Hubby,

I've been out of the loop since just before Aaron's surgery. I've been praying for you but had my own issues that kept me away from the computer and today I reopened it to find your news.

I am so, so sorry that Baby Aaron was destined to spend such a short amount of time with you here on earth. My heart and my prayers are with you in your recovery from this sad time. And I know your sweet little angel is being well cared for on the other side.

Love and Healing Wishes,
Helena~

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