When I saw them, my heart began to sing. In terms of balloons, both the nursery at home and the car were overflowing with them. It’s hard to believe that the nursery was so clean.
While we were getting ready to meet our new family member, Suzie’s favorite songs were playing softly on a well-made mix. The music was very well put together. I was determined to make Suzie’s return home even more memorable than it already was because of what she had been through while she was pregnant. I knew how hard things had been for her.
That being said, I couldn’t say a word when I got to her hospital room because of what was going on. No matter if my girls Emily and Grace were sleeping soundly in their bassinets or not, Suzie was still nowhere to be found.

There was only one piece of paper on the table next to the bed, and the room was awfully quiet. A pretty small amount of work was done. I was so excited that my hands shook when I grabbed it. It was easy to read her handwriting, but the lines were very strange:

Leaving. Make sure that they stay safe and healthy. It would be best for you to look into why your mother did the things she did to me.

Not long after, anxiety began to creep in. I ran right to the nurses’ station to ask her where she was because I wanted to know where she had gone. She checked out that morning, and I told them I had everything they sent. All of them said I wasn’t. I didn’t know why she was leaving, and this was definitely not how she was leaving. Everyone was shocked when she left. At least, that’s how I thought she felt about how much she enjoyed it.