It all changes so fast. Christmas Eve we were smiling - enjoying family, so so excited to open our meagre hoard of presents. She... she, asked for a giant stuffed T-Rex - its still under the tree.... We never even got to open presents - by 7am we were in the ER; paraflu. The only one the #$@%$$#^! vaccine doesn't cover!!

Into the ICU - we've been there before, no big deal. Seemed to be improving, then.... then I don't know - she didn't wake up. A Coma. My smiling angel hasn't responded for four days. And Daddy can't fix it.

We had just spent the last three months praying and fasting so she could have a special infusion that would stop the continual fractures she had been dealing with. It was supposed to be our "Christmas Miracle." We don't even know if it worked.

They came this morning and asked us how long they should continue treating her.... I don't know and I don't get it - she doesn't feel "gone" yet, like she wants/needs more time for something, but her system is shutting down, no brain waves, liver failing. I'm scared CB.... Scared like only a father can be. I need a sounding board, and you guys (and gals) have shown such incredible love for her in the past. Together you helped some of her dreams come true. Thank you, thank you.

We need your prayers. We need to know what Everleigh wants.

I'm afraid CB.... I'm afraid of the new day.