It is a challenge to convey exactly how much
life a person can live in 3 ½ years.
Newborns change from complete and total dependence
for every aspect of life, to developing basic skills of independence by a year old. Most have tripled their birth weight by their
first birthday; in Millie’s case she started out 7.1 pounds at birth and weighted
about 19 pounds at a year old. They will
start by rolling over, crawling, standing, and some even walk by 12 months.
Millie crawled everywhere starting at 8 months, constantly getting into
things. She first pulled up at 9 months
old but was past a year before she started walking.
Millie’s second year was one of lots of play
time. Our family traveled, camping in
Texas, Walt Disney World and Animal Kingdom in Florida.
While Millie was already an aunt years before
she was born, she became an aunt to a little niece that she adored that
year. She loved baby Lara so much,
asking to hold her at every visit. She
celebrated her second birthday by receiving her own baby doll and tiny pink bike.
All during this the first two years as she talked
it was very apparent Millie was a baby. Her sweet little voice spoke in short sentences
and baby words. During her second year she
began crying and fretting—often!
Between age 2 and 2.5, life was full for
Millie. We visited the fire station and
she dressed in the boots, jacket, and helmet of our friend who gave us the tour. We bought a horse that the children loved to go
visit at the corrals, riding whenever daddy would agree to lead. We did school
together as a family, celebrated her siblings’ birthdays, and took a homeschool
field trip to the zoo. When school ended
we packed up grandparents, parents, siblings, and nieces (15 in all!) for a
once in a lifetime trip to the Grand Canyon, Flagstaff, and Sedona. We came home and took family pictures, attended
a gender revel for a friend, and started our summer vacation. Life was good, except for our little girl who
was ever so fussy.
Just two weeks later—Cancer!
That was already a lot of life to live in 2
years. Add the next year of treatment on
and it amazes me how much Millie grew.
She grew articulate, being able to express her
needs, fears, and wants. She learned to
pray for her friends. She knew how to
say, “I’m sorry” and show compassion when needed.
She learned about medical procedures. She knew things that I didn’t learn until I
was 45 years old. She hated pain but
didn’t fear blood. She knew how to use
her thermometer, pulse ox, and blood pressure cuff. She also knew what was going to hurt and what
she didn’t want to try a second time around.
She loved so big…
I wanted to say more, but it takes me right up
to her death. As I started to go there
my body can’t tonight. I need to
remember my girl and her sweet personality.
~Because of Millie~
Blessings sweet friends…
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☆｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ ｡･:*:･ﾟ★
I still believe in Millie’s Miracle
☆｡･:*:･ﾟ Hebrews 11:1 ｡･:*:･ﾟ☆
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