At some point in my daily travels to the Harrisburg Hospital's NICU months ago, I had a brilliant idea. One of those ideas that you love embellishing on, dreaming about, but not quite sure it will ever happen.
My dream won over reality and I began a small quilt for the NICU as a thank you and remembrance of their little lives there. I wanted another little baby to find some comfort and warmth from something symbolic of their eventual home.
And now that "home away from home" as it was at the time, never will either.