Thank you, darling. “Thank you so much for this miracle,” Jake told his wife. “We did this together, honey. Nora said, “I wouldn’t have gotten through that difficult pregnancy without your help.”
The new parents began discussing the baby’s name because they couldn’t take their gaze away from their miracle baby, who had arrived after numerous miscarriages.
“I know we thought of several names already, but I don’t know if any of them fit anymore,” Nora said, placing her lips on the baby’s head. “How about Hope?”
“Hope?” Jake exclaimed in surprise. “I think that’s the best name for her. Hello, Hope, my darling baby girl. We’re going to love you so much.”
The nurses took Hope so Nora could rest, and after a while, they returned with the doctor, worried and pale. Their facial look indicated trouble.
“I’m so sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Rogers. But your baby went into an unexpected cardiac arrest. We did everything we could, but despite our best efforts, we couldn’t revive her. I’m afraid she’s gone,” the neonatal doctor said.
Jake and Nora’s world came crashing down when they heard these words. They’d just held their darling baby, and now she was gone.
“NO! That’s not possible! Bring the doctor back! He’s lying!” Nora wailed.
There was nothing they could do. Jake and Nora left the hospital the next day, sad and without Hope.
Nora died two years later, unable to bear the grief of losing her child and leaving Jake behind.
Years passed, and Jake was still unable to overcome the pain that accompanied the deaths of the two people he loved the most.
He visited Nora and Hope’s graves every week.
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