My heart is hurting

Last week I received a phone call that I hope I never have to relive. My good friend Tori called and through sobs and uncontrollable crying told me that her 8 week old baby girl Mia was in the hospital and things didn't look good. I only talked to her for about 60 seconds but she did ask that I pray. I pulled over and prayed for God to heal this tiny body and to do his great miracle thing. Sadly Mia passed away that night. There was something wrong with her heart and it was just a unfortunate tragedy that she died. I flew out on Wednesday night to be with her. God really placed it on my heart to be there and support her. I didn't know what I was walking into and emotionally was not prepared at all. Hormones being all out of whack didn't help at all either. But for 4 days I watched my beautiful friend make arrangements and plan a very detailed service for her baby girl. At one point when we were at Hobby Lobby after 2 hours I believe she just simply said that it had to be perfect because she would never get to plan a birthday party and although this wasn't a party it was a time to give Mia the best and plan the best for her. At that moment I realized that I had no clue what she was going through. I was just an outsider looking in. I offered support and lots of hugs but I couldn't know what was going on in her mind. I couldn't understand her pain. I couldn't imagine her grief.

Emilia Elizabeth Sdao July 7, 2006~September 12, 2006.