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You'll Always Be With Me.
By LammyJammy.


Two years. Two years Emilie prayed and hoped for a cure to come for her little one. She spent so
many nights at the hospital, and medical treatment wasn't cheap. She dedicated her entire world to
the sleeping child in the hospital bed. This disease should have never happened to her child, nor
anyone. It was unfair the way it happened, and she'd give anything to let it happen to her, not her
child who was only three.

Emilie cried herself to sleep so many nights, her cheeks always had a pink flush. She was a wreck
inside, but she never showed. After all, mothers had to be strong for their children. She only had
one. One very special girl who was living in hell from this unruly disease. Emilie couldn't pretend
anymore, her child was dying. She was pale, only half alert of her senses, and the unmistakable look
in her soft blue eyes. She was frail and very thin. The disease finally spread to her small body,
and Emilie knew it had been too late.

Every test, every check up, nothing had changed. Only the sad and tragic awareness that there was no
cure in treating the little girl. Emilie asked herself 'why?' a billion times, and no one ever
answered. She was broken inside and the doctors only gave small sympathetic gestures, but nothing
could make up for a dying child. It wasn't like a cut that could be healed by a band aid. It was an
actual human life at stake, and Emilie forever knew she would never be the same. She would never
love anything as much as she did her child, and she wasn't quite sure if she could go on without
her. It just didn't seem right.

Emilie remembered the day she first spotted its warning. The dark mark on Hailey's back was dead
give away and when it was checked out, her nightmares had came true and Emilie turned her body
around before breaking down. Ever since then her heart hurt from the intense pressure, and for a
moment Emilie thought she was having a heart attack, but it was only her heart breaking.

That was also when Emilie questioned her religion. Would a person allow such things to happen to a
child? Was this punishment? Taking the one thing she cherished most away? Emilie could not express
her sorrow, but the doctor had seen it a million times. Emilie was no different from the other
mothers who had lost a child to cancer. Emilie recalled every night she spent looking out the window
wishing this was not her life. The pain she felt inside out and the worry her heart carried which
each day that passed.

She was lying when she said she was okay. She was lying when she said she would get through this.
She was also lying when she told herself things would get better. She tried to hold onto last piece
rope of hope, but it was becoming impossible, and it felt as if a force was prying her fingers off
of that rope. She had prepared for the worst. But she would always remember that smile that looked
back at her and made her the greatest word ever. Mother. Emilie relished the day she was born and
the brightness Hailey brought with her and turned Emilie's life to a fairy tale. She had everything
she wanted, and then just like that it was rudely stolen from her, forcing her to face the cold
reality that she had never thought existed....

Which brings us up to now. The breaking point in someone's life when they witness their loved one
lying on a bed hooked up to life support. Emilie had tried everything but nothing had worked.
Hailey's body was in a permanent coma and the disease had fully ceased her small body. Emilie held
on to the small girl's hand who could not speak, nor see what was around her. The only thing that
seemed to be working was heart, and even that needed help. It was the hardest thing a mother ever
had to see, which was their child lying there.

Emilie's dark hair fell down her shoulders as she looked out the familiar window and seeing the
colorful trees swaying with the trees. She refused to leave the hospital and even packed clothes to
change to. Nothing, nor anyone could make her leave. She never planned to leave her child who needed
her more than ever. She didn't seem to acknowledge the doctor who stood beside her until he gently
put a hand on her shoulder. Emilie turned her sad brown eyes to the man with gray hair and facial
expression did not indicate good news. His posture made Emilie want to cry all over again. The
doctor closed his eyes and shook his head.

"I'm so sorry Emilie but there's nothing more we can do. If we do anymore work it will only destroy
everything. The disease is too strong." He bowed his head as Emilie took deep breaths. She closed
her eyes and exhaled, the familiar pressure on her heart building gradually.

"What are my options?" She looked back at him, with tears already flowing down her ivory cheeks. Dr.
Page just shook his head once more.

"You can either keep her on it, or you can let her go." He whispered and Emilie put her head in her
hands and sobbed. This wasn't something she was ready to handle. She knew it would come down to this
but now it was actually happening, she couldn't bare it.

If she kept her on the machine, there would be no progress. She would always remain stuck to the
hospital bed in a sleep and Emilie couldn't imagine her child having to spend her life in a place
like this. Two years was all she had under her belt, but the memories would last forever. And even
if it killed her inside, Emilie's intuition had told her what needed to be done.

"I can't let her suffer anymore." She sniffed and the doctor nodded.

"I'm going to give you some time before we turn it off. I'm so very sorry Emilie."

Without a another word he walked out closing the door behind him, leaving Emilie alone with her
child where she stood up with shaky hands while walking to the medium sized bed. The only sound was
the heart monitor beeping and Emilie's eyes teared of knowing it was going stop for good.

She gently kneeled on the child's bed. Her eyes closed and her brown wavy hair pooling around her.
She looked peaceful, but her pale body told different. Emilie's fingers brushed through Hailey's
hair as she bit her lip in effort to speak. She hesitated but her opened her mouth.

"I don't know what to say without me crying. I remember like it was yesterday when I brought you
home. You were wrapped in a pink blanket, and your eyes shined like the ocean. I remember being so
happy to have you around, my life felt...complete. But then..." She trailed off before wiping her
eyes, but tears had only dropped again where she wiped.

"I never wanted this come to you. I had no idea it would. Sometimes life has unexpected events and
we're forced to live with them. I love you so much Hailey, you're my first child. I'd do anything
for you and if that meant me sacrificing myself for you, I would do it. I would do it in a heartbeat
if that meant you could walk out of here."

Emilie's hand had now gripped Hailey's. She held it tight and never wanted to let go.

"I guess God had other plans for you. I know you're going to make a beautiful angel in Heaven
sweetie. You won't be in pain anymore, and you'll be meeting with Jinx again. I know that dog has
been waiting for you and I want to you be free from this. Free from this disease, the pain. You
deserve so much more, and I have to let you go because I know you would want to be in peace." Emilie
put Hailey's hand to her lips and kissed it gently while her eyes became blurry from tears. She
looked back at the small girl and exhaled once more to steady herself, but it was impossible. Emilie
could feel her own body tremble in pain.

"And I want to you know how much I absolutely love you. How much you mean to me, and that there will
never be another Hailey. No one could be as special and sweet as you are and it hurts me so much to
have to say goodbye but I want you know we will be together again. I want to you be happy and live
eternally free from pain. You were so strong and now you don't have to fight anymore. I wish I never
had to say this to you. I'll be so lost without you but I know you're smiles and you're laughter
will always be stored in my heart. Everything you did, I'll remember. I want to you have fun and
I'll miss you so much." She sobbed and laid her head on next to the child, her arms embracing her.
Her tears soaked the blankets but that didn't matter. Emilie stood up and kissed Hailey's forehead
and cupped her cheek. This would be the last time she saw her and Emilie's body convulsed. Her
crying become intense, her hiccups forming in between her sobs.

"I love you so much." Was all she repeated before Dr. Page had come back in with two female nurses.
They both looked at each other and tried not shed their own tears on what was about to take place.
She stood back and Dr. Page put her hand on Emilie's and took a deep breath.

"She's going somewhere special." He smiled and Emilie nodded.

"We have to do this now, are you sure?" He asked and she nodded again. He handed her a paper and
Emilie managed to sign with shaky hands. He nodded and looked at the nurses who stood around Hailey.
Emilie kneeled down and grabbed Hailey's hand before putting on her heart.

"I love you. We'll be meeting again." She closed her eyes as Dr. Page did some writing before
feeling his heart tug as he reached for the cord of the machine. He pulled it and Emilie opened her
eyes and watched the heart monitor slowly drag out into one line, her heartbeat slowing and then it
finally stopped. The line beeped one last time and Emilie finally collapsed and hid herself in
Hailey's hair. She sobbed harder than ever did before. She kissed Hailey's hair, cooing softly to
her. Her heart felt heavy and she wanted to scream. The two nurses had wiped their own cheeks as
they watched the broken mother before them. Emilie hugged her one last time and gave her one last
kiss before standing up and letting the nurses begin their work...

All Emilie could do was watch while she held a hand to heart. Even though it hurt more than
anything, she knew deep down Hailey was free...


1 month later

Emilie wandered through her scrapbook she made a week after Hailey had passed. Her heart was still
healing, and Emilie knew it never would. She was alone in the house missing the noise of feet
running around. She smiled as she overlooked a picture of Hailey overlooking the sea. Her hair in
the wind and her smile alive as ever. She could sometimes feel a soft presence around, and she knew
it was her. Emilie had decided to donate Hailey's organs to other children who needed them just as
bad. Emilie would never forgive herself if she buried Hailey and let her body go to waste. She
smiled knowing Hailey saved someone else's life, and somehow she was still living.

Emilie was lost in her thoughts, when a knock on the door snapped her out of it. She raised an
eyebrow wondering who could be at door some late in the afternoon. She made her way to the door and
opened it slowly revealing a woman who had pretty ivory skin with long black hair and her eyes were
coated in black and she wore red lipstick. Her arm had a sleeve of tattoos and she looked nervous.
Out of the corner of her eye, Emilie could see a Trans Am.

"Can I help you?" Emilie said softly. The woman looked at her carefully.

"Are you Emilie Redding?" She asked and Emilie nodded. She was surprised when the woman pulled her
into a soft hug. She stood back and looked as if she was crying.

"I'm so sorry to drop by like this. My name is Lindsey Way and I've been looking forever for you. I
just wanted to thank you."

Emilie smiled but was confused. Lindsey began to speak.

"About 6 months ago me, my husband Gerard, and my daughter were in a unfortunate car accident, we
were hit by a drunk driver. We managed to survive, but my daughter had...heart problems. We did
everything we could to help her, but she ultimately needed a heart transplant. We waited forever for
a donor to save her, but then you came along."

Tears slipped down her cheeks, but she continued.

"Your daughter's heart saved my daughter. I wanted to thank you in person because I just wanted to
tell you how grateful I am for that. But I am very sorry for the loss of your daughter." The woman
spoke softly and Emilie smiled before embracing the woman, her own tears falling from her cheeks.

"She would've wanted me to." Emilie whispered and Lindsey smiled through the tears. The two women
held each other, both of them thinking of how much they would do for their children...

Emilie stood over the sea smiling. She felt happier since her encounter with Lindsey. She never was
more appreciative to finally know her daughter helped someone else. She inhaled the scent of the
ocean held up her hand that had a card and a balloon in it. She took a deep breath before releasing
the card and watching it flow in the breeze and up into the sky. She smiled once more.

"Happy birthday Hailey."


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