Wow. What a rollercoaster couple of weeks. Those of you who have read my blog were all so sweet in praying for my husbands family and I. Jarred and I joke that we have been through more our first year of marraige and that if we can survive that we can survive anything! Let's see: lost jobs, property stolen from us, losing close friends, sickness, pet health problems, and a death. I think I probably left one or two out there somewhere but the point is that we have been through A LOT.
April 8th was a bitter sweet blessing. We arrived at OU medical center at 8:30 am to say goodbye one last time to Jarreds Grandpa whom we had been visiting for the last 7 days in ICU. They were suppose to be taking him off life support at 9 am but it wasnt until 10 am that this process was done. We had planned on being in the room as he passed but we had my doctors appointment at 10:45 am this same day. I was a mess. I was so happy and excited about my doctors appointmet to get to find out the sex, but here my husband and his family were grieving the loss of a loved one. I was grieving too of course. Phill Holland was a sweet sweet man. Always hugged me and always had a smile for me. He was a big flirt too which I always got a kick out of. I have never experienced something like this before. Phill didnt want to be here on this earth anymore. He was tired, and depressed and it looked like he might have had some little seizures that were affecting him. As hard as we fought for him his body was tired and his will to survive was very little. As we stood one last time in his room before they took him off I remember having to step out and choking back the tears. There was a mom carrying her little son down the hall of ICU. He had a camo shirt on and he was sound asleep looking very peaceful. I had no idea what the sex of my baby was at that time but that simple picture of a mother holding her son brought tears to my eyes.
We arrived at my doctors office about 10:45 am. Phill passed away at 10:35am. We didnt know that yet until we had called to tell his mom that we were having a BOY! It was a very surreal expierence because we both felt like his Grandpa was there when we found out. He knew he was going to be a great-grandpa for the first time but he didnt know what it was going to be. If he had just held on for one more week....
I now Phill is in Heaven at peace now...watching over us and smiling.
Here are some pictures of our sweet little boy whom we will name: Steel Hunter Lowery
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