To all my amazing reviewers, I would like to say thank you for putting up with my crap! I am very sorry for the horrible delay in updates and this note is to let everyone know that I have not, and will never give up on this story.

This story means so much to my daily life that on most days lately it really is the only thing keeping me together. And my reviewers, of course. I also apologize that this is not the next chapter that everyone wants to see, I am diligently working on it though, (I do post 25 pages you know!) Hopefully it will be out within the week, depending on my beta.

I know most people hate reading these damn things, myself included, and I also know that there are many amazing stories out there that you could be reading instead of some crazy author's note, but I feel I should let everyone in on what is happening to cause my delays.

For the last two years my husband and I have been going through reconstructive therapy in order to have children, really just me on the knife end, but he's been there to support me. About seven weeks ago we found out that we had finally made it past the four week mark that has ended all our other pregnancies, needless to say we were ecstatic!

Due to the complications we have had in the past, I went in twice a week to have a sonogram in order to make sure everything was going according to plan. On the eighth week of my pregnancy, the doctor and sono-tech, three nurses whom I have bonded with throughout this ordeal, my husband and myself were gathered around the little sono-screen gazing in awe at the growing baby, who now had eyes and little hands.

The sono-teck, Fram, adjusted the screen to take a look at my ovary for a minute, when we came back to the baby, ready to take our bi-weekly picture, we all saw his final heartbeat. I think everyone in the room sat in stunned silence for a good thirty minutes, the medical staff trying to think if they have ever seen such a thing.

My husband and I were in shock and stayed that way throughout the D&C and the few days in the hospital.

Our miracle child said goodbye to a cheering audience on august thirtieth.

I'm not sure why I thought telling anyone this is a good idea, it will probably be removed by f f . net before many of you have a chance to view it, but please know that this is really the first time I have been able to talk about it and I feel a lot better letting those who have meant so much to me in on what is happening in my life.

I realize that not many of you will appreciate this note in the least, but I would like to request that anyone with negative comments please keep them to your self for now and I will make it up to you with the next chapter.

FYI, the next chapter is actually the very first thing I wrote of this story, basically the entire story's inspiration, so please stay with me. Thank you all for giving my story a chance!

Sincerely,

Amanda Taylor