6 months today, just a few hours ago, we let Kaden go to be with Jesus.
It seems like it just happened. It seems like it never happened.
I wanted to write last night about our night before he passed away. But it was just too much at the moment.
We’d been told that Sunday (8/25) Kaden wasn’t a candidate for a heart transplant because of the possibility HHV-6 might attack a new heart. The doctor explained to us that very few people get to die surrounded by loved ones – so we were going to be able to do that for Kaden.
All I could think of was, “This can’t be happening again. And there is no way on earth I can actually make this decision.” The night before, Sam had gone back to El Paso with the all clear – and Kaden crashed. I was all alone in the hotel when I got the phone call that he probably wouldn’t make it through the night. I called my friend Jen who had graciously let us stay at her home for a week with her husband Justin and their three little ones. I was bawling and she told me she was on her way, she’d meet me there so I didn’t have to do this alone.