After delivering my son, instead of feeling euphoria and happiness due to unforeseen circumstances, I was overcome with despair, hopelessness, and fear. Del came to see me and listened as I emotionally explained the situation I was going through. Without judgment, she took in everything that I said. She stayed with me while I dealt with the disaster that was happening right before my eyes. She held me while I cried uncontrollably in her arms and gently hugged me, all the while calmly trying to get me to rationalize what was happening. She was my advocate and support as I interacted with family members and others. She showed me an immense amount of grace, and because of her level of care and intense support, I was able to get a handle on my emotions and think clearly about what I was going through.

Three months after my delivery, I can finally take a deep breath as things are normal for my family. I feel overwhelmed by the wholeness I probably would have felt immediately postpartum. But through the crazy and scary times, I always remembered how kind Del was to me in what was one of my darkest moments. How she gave me the strength to push through and the confidence that everything was going to work out, which it did. I am so grateful that Del was my nurse during such a difficult time in my life and even though she may not remember me, I will remember her with love, always.