In March of 2016 I was five months pregnant. After a seemingly flawless 20 weeks of pregnancy, our baby was diagnosed with multiple severe congenital heart defects. We were faced with the most difficult decision I could ever imagine. To continue our pregnancy in the hopes that our baby girl would survive the multiple open heart surgeries and questionable quality of life, or let her fly back to heaven. For weeks we struggled deeply with this decision. Little did I know, my little girl had inherited my gift of psychic ability. This ultimately saved me, as she began sending me her thoughts and lifting the weight off of my shoulders, assuring me that letting her spirit go was what she wanted. ~I’m broken mama, it’s okay~ This blog reflects my personal journey of healing, without Delilah’s little body, but with her great big spirit.