Last Sunday, with the help of our family and friends, Mauricio and I were finally able to hold a memorial service to remember and celebrate the lives of our sons. In case you missed it, Mauricio shared a little bit of our journey, his mom read scripture, and great speeches were given by Mo's brother as well as my dad. What's more, officers from the Santa Ana Police Department arrived in full uniform and truly honored our boys by forming up for a "Walk of Honor" as Mauricio and I carried RJ and Luke's urns out of the chapel.
To say I was touched by the turnout at the funeral would be an understatement. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that so many people would take time out of their day to come show their support and pay respects to our boys. To each and every one of you, I wanted to take a moment to say what I couldn't find the words to say that day:
As a first time mother, I was surprised by how quickly I fell in love with my boys when I saw them for the
first time. Even in their small and fragile state, they were beautiful and instantly became the most important things in my life. But, given the nature of our journey - the fact that they were born so early, the fact that only few visitors were allowed in the NICU, the fact that our boys' lives were so short - I worried that when they died, their lives wouldn't matter to anyone but us. I worried that because they were so premature, people would think that they weren't "real" babies. And I worried that in a week, in a month, or in a year, they would only be remembered by our family. With that said, I would like to extend a heartfelt "THANK YOU" to each and every person that took time out of their lives to come and pay respects to our sons. Whether you knew it or not, your presence showed me that their lives did matter, and for that I am forever grateful.
-Kelly
To say I was touched by the turnout at the funeral would be an understatement. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that so many people would take time out of their day to come show their support and pay respects to our boys. To each and every one of you, I wanted to take a moment to say what I couldn't find the words to say that day:
As a first time mother, I was surprised by how quickly I fell in love with my boys when I saw them for the
first time. Even in their small and fragile state, they were beautiful and instantly became the most important things in my life. But, given the nature of our journey - the fact that they were born so early, the fact that only few visitors were allowed in the NICU, the fact that our boys' lives were so short - I worried that when they died, their lives wouldn't matter to anyone but us. I worried that because they were so premature, people would think that they weren't "real" babies. And I worried that in a week, in a month, or in a year, they would only be remembered by our family. With that said, I would like to extend a heartfelt "THANK YOU" to each and every person that took time out of their lives to come and pay respects to our sons. Whether you knew it or not, your presence showed me that their lives did matter, and for that I am forever grateful.
-Kelly
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