I don’t want to be in this club anymore
Today we attended a remembrance event at CHOP. The last time we were at CHOP was when we left Waverly behind, 10 weeks ago. The ceremony was beautiful and very emotional. We honored 26 lives lost too soon. It was hard. Through the songs, the readings, and the readings of all 26 beautiful angels’ names... all that you heard in the background was sobbing. I kept staring at Waverly’s picture on the screen and had an overwhelming sense to reach out and pull her from the screen. To hold her in my arms again. Tears started to roll down my cheeks as I realized that that will never happen. And again, I listen to the sobs from all the families that were there. I don’t want to be in the club. I want Waverly here. I want her in my arms again. And guess what, all the other parents there also don’t want to be in this club. The club where you watch your beautiful baby girl take her last breath and hold her lifeless body so close. The club where you put a hat and several blankets on the