Every year I drive down to Salem to drop my son off with his dad (midway meeting point). With my cousin passing away 20mo ago, these last two years I've made it a point to stop by and visit with her husband as well as Molly's grave on my way back up. It's been a very special time, where we can share stories of Molly. My daughters really miss her, especially Alyssa since the two of them were so much alike in Spirit. I miss her.
Molly knew about my dreams of having Emily, I shared them with her a handful of years ago as well as how I hadn't found the right donor yet and still continued to search. She'd share her own dreams children, and share sad stories about how she felt as though she failed as a mom to her own son :( I wish she had a chance to meet Emily in person, but don't doubt she knows her in spirit.
I am so thankful I gave Emily Molly's birthname, Michele. A very very special name, that although she went by Molly after her parent divorced when she was a very young girl (mom left with her), "Michele" as her birthname given to her by her dad. A dad who loved his daughter so much, and still does.
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