I don't even recall what I was saying. I do remember I was telling the listing agent I had a daughter who passed away from SIDS. As I was speaking she stopped me and said, "Is your daughters name Madison?". Those simple words stopped me right in my tracks. I said, "Yes..." I thought she was going to tell me she was a blog follower, but I was so wrong. Come to find out her son was at the same babysitters house when our sweet Maddie passed away. She sat and told me the whole story of that day from her perspective. It was hard to hear but I wanted to hear it. I needed to know how the babysitter felt, what she did, what the police did, how was everyone acting ......everything that happed that day. We sat and cried together as she told me every detail that she recalled. I knew from that second this was the right home for us. I always told James I had to have a special feeling a "sign" to know it was ok to move, and there is was bright and clear. Maddie was telling me it was ok.
You know, we had many memories in that home but those memories wont stay there. They are in our heads and in our hearts. Maddie is always with us no matter where we go and what we do.
It didn't make it any easier when it was time to finally leave our old home for the last time, but it did make it easier.




