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El Paso Bound

This update is from my phone, so please forgive the inevitable typos. I'll do my best :-)

Jamey, Mira, and I are all packed up in the car and heading to Chicago.  I'm flying to El Paso alone while Jamey stays at his best friend's house with Mira. His wife is also out of town, and he has their two boys so they're very excited to have a Daddy Daycare weekend!

I on the other hand will be flying (hopefully, since I think my name is on a watch list or something...it never fails that I'm scanned, patted down, and all my carryons unpacked) to meet a woman I've come to know and love in the last 16 months. I can't wait to meet her and her beautiful family, and yet I wish I weren't going for the reason I am. I posted in August about her son, Kaden, who passed away on his 3 week week birthday to heart failure. We connected in May 2012 after Sam was born; she lost twin boys 3 days after he died.

I didnt have a blog yet (but I've always kept a journal) and every time she posted about grieving the future she didn't get with her boys, it just spoke to me because I knew exactly how she felt. We connected via email and facebook, and haven't stopped talking since. When I got pregnant with Mira 4 months after Sam was born, she was thrilled for me. And when she got pregnant 4 months after that, we just couldn't wait to hold our rainbow babies.

But then Kaden passed. So I'm on my way to his memorial service.  Ive never done this type of thing for someone I've never met, so in a way this trip is an adventure. I would so much rather not be going for now and continue to see pictures of sweet Kaden on facebook of course, but I am so grateful to be able to love on her and be there for her in any way she needs this weekend.

Could you please pray for her and her family? Having done this already once for my son...Im familiar with this pain, and the knowledge that there is nothing  that truly helps other than just feeling all the emotions that come with this overwhelming grief. And could you please pray that I know when to speak and when to just listen? I struggle with that sometimes in my quest to "fix" things.

And please as a small side prayer, say one for me as I leave Mira overnight for the first time...I know she and Jamey will be great. Ill just be missing her :-)

Thank you for your prayers in advance...this weekend they are all needed so very much.

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  1. cammieOctober 18, 2013 at 7:38 AM

    Kaila you are truly an angel, you really touch people in such a beautiful way.

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    1. Kaila MugfordOctober 19, 2013 at 8:53 AM

      Aww thank you Cammie! God is good, and I am blessed to have this friend :-)

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