The Perfect Storm
- Shannon Sandvik
- Feb 26, 2020
- 3 min read
Updated: Jan 5, 2021
It's been 17,820 minutes since you've left us, those minutes have felt like an eternity. Kinsley Reese Sandvik you were the definition of joy, love, and pure happiness. Every minute that passes has an emptiness that brings an undefinable pain that makes it hard to breathe. On Tuesday morning, February 11th I knew something was not right. After being up all night with you and seeing how sick you were something in my gut told me to get you to the ER again. The entire car ride there I keep checking on you and having you talk to me, so I knew you were breathing. It was undeniably the longest ride of my life and the ride I keep replaying in my head. I remember you asking me "Mommy, am I gonna die?" I do not know if you knew something or were worried, but I told you "No boo, we are just taking you to the doctors so they can make you better". I could see you in the rear-view mirror nodding your head. This was ultimately the last time you were awake and talking to me. I am grateful for the countless numbers of “I love you boo”, “I’m so sorry you are sick” and “I’m so proud of how tough you are being” but I am most grateful that I got to hear your tiny voice say “Mommy, I love you too”. The image of you in my rearview mirror I can't get out of my head. I see it every time I close my eyes and I replay the days and hours leading up to this moment wondering if there was anything, I could have done different for you to be here with us.
On February 14th what is now forever “Kinsley’s Day” your tiny body gave up the fight against this awful infection as I laid in bed with you and Daddy held your hand. At 3:10 PM was the very second our hearts broke forever. During your time in the hospital you had countless visitors. You touched so many hearts just in the PICU and they never even got the chance to see you dance, or hear you laugh or just be the Kinsley everyone fell in love with. You were a star without even trying to be. You lit up a room without even knowing and you exuded a confidence most would only dream of. Kinsley Reese you were something special and I knew it from the day you were born. Life without you is quiet and it truly kills me every time I see a picture of you and your sisters, I can’t help but cry when I think moving forward it will only be 3 “Sandvik Sisters”. It hurts my heart for Ford every time he points at your picture and says “Sissy” you were his best friend and lastly every time I see a family picture of the 7 of us my world is broke as I think we will now forever be the Sandvik’s Party of 6. I looked up the meaning of “perfect storm” and it read an unusual combination of events or things that produce an unusually bad or powerful result. This couldn’t be a more accurate description of the last 2 weeks of our life. From the walk into Calvert Memorial ER it truly was "The Perfect Storm" and now life every minute after.
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