January 6th, 2023 was Abby’s expected due date according to our doctors. Fourteen weeks have passed since we lost her, the pain is still very alive, it hasn’t been easy and we don’t think it’s gonna be at any point, but we have been learning to live in this new reality. Family, friends and even some strangers’ support has been very important. We have received encouraging notes from the hospital, the funeral home and members of our support group. We have cried many times, and we have tried to honor Abby’s name in different ways.
To commemorate this day, we are adding an entry to Abby’s story with some of the things we have been doing for her in this time
Gone too soon, Daughtry#
Today could have been the day
That you’d blow out your candles
Make a wish as you closed your eyes
Today could have been the day
Everybody was laughing
Instead I just sit here and cry
Who would you be?
What would you look like
When you looked at me for the very first time?
Today could have been the next day of the rest of your life
[Chorus]
Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you
I’m always asking why this crazy world had to lose
Such a ray of light, we never knew
Gone too soon yeah, yeah, yeah
Would you have been president?
Or a painter, an author
Who sang like your mother
One thing is evident
Would have given all I had
Would have loved you like no other
Who would you be?
What would you look like?
Would you have my smile and her eyes?
Today could have been the next day of the rest of your life
[Chorus]
Not a day goes by
I’m always asking why
Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you
I’m always asking why this crazy world had to lose
Such a beautiful light, we never knew
Gone too soon
You were gone too soon
Not a day goes by
That I don’t think of you