…We got the call. We waited with nervous excitement mixed with bittersweet sadness. We kissed our sweet baby girl goodbye as a team of doctors and nurses carefully rolled her down the halls of the ICU at BC Children’s into the OR. Two years have gone by and sometimes it feels like a lifetime has passed, sometimes it’s as if time has stood still. Every day we have had with Addison since then has been a gift.
There are moments when life is so normal, I forget just how far we’ve come in the past two years. Even being able to say that is pretty freaking amazing considering where we were on May 7, 2011. And actually, there is a lot more normal in our “new normal” than I ever thought possible. Every now and then, I dare to dream way down the road in the future. They are just brief bubbles of hope that dissipate quickly, but they are there. Then there are those moments when I am overwhelmed with emotion as I laugh at something silly Addison has said or done. My heart melts a little bit every time she gives me a big hug or says, “Wuv you!” I am just in awe that this is my brave and beautiful daughter who fought her way back from the brink of death. Then I am filled with a rush of gratitude and profound sadness for baby Audrey’s family.
It was late at night when Addison was wheeled away for her surgery. The heart transplant actually took place in the early hours of May 8, 2011 – my first Mother’s Day. This weekend, we are celebrating my third Mother’s Day in true McYong fashion…by heading off on another family vacation, making more of those “forever memories”.
In the end, it’s not going to matter how many breaths you took, but how many moments took your breath away.
Elaine, Aaron and Addison