Sarah Mullin

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01/13/11

The day we lost our daughter I remember vividly. No matter how much time passes by those details stay stuck in my head.

As I sat there shaking my belly, I cried out, “Cassandra no, please, please Cassandra!”  I suddenly stopped as I tried to think through what had just happened.  The room seemed foggy and different than it was moments before.  The sun that was once shining through the window had disappeared.  It was almost as if the news we heard ripped the sun out of the sky.