Abrielle Neff Foundation

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Sorry for the long time with no post. I don't quite have a steady routine for myself yet, so computer time is usually what gets missed. This is going to seem like a rambling post as I try to catch up on several things, so bear with me.

Santa left gifts under our Abby Tree like usual for the Foundation. There is no way that I can not have Abby involved in the Holiday and the girls love seeing what gets left for kids in the hospital.

Avenue City School collected donations for the Foundation at Christmas time again this year and we really thank them!

We are planning a bagging either the end of February or the first part of March.

The Celebration will be June 12th at Beal Park.

Next weekend I will be speaking at CMH at the Rose Ceremony about organ donation. It is the ceremony we attended last year to receive our certificate and rose from the Donate Life Rose Parade Float. This year I will be sharing our story of donation to others receiving the honor of having their loved one represented on the float for the first time.

I have been trying different methods to help battle the depression that has plagued me since losing Abby and exercise has really seemed to help with my struggles through the Holidays and beyond. There have been so many times that I still feel I get those little gut shots of not having her here, but have held things inside instead of expressing them on here, which I am not sure has been good for me. Basically my heart has been hurting, but I have been keeping my mask pulled down tight. There has been Elly's Preschool concert, in which I was reminded of Abby so much. There has been Elly just saying out of the blue, "Mommy, I miss Abby." There has been the artwork that has come home showing our family and she has made sure to include her big sister (which makes me proud she knows). It has been seeing the letter "A"s as Elly has learned to write them. It was getting two girls ready for the Daddy Daughter Dance last night and having Mady speak my thoughts out loud saying, "There would be 3 of us going this year." It has been Mady deciding she wants to wear her Abby fingerprint necklace every day now. It's Elly asking to see Abby's room. It's the similarities and same terminology that Elly uses for things that Abby did making me wonder if there is a special connection there (ie - "My knee has a headache.", refusing to wear socks, not thinking that dresses or nightgowns require panties underneath, wanting to sneak into bed with us at night) Different aspects of the grief that (according to the cycle by the experts) should be passed by now, keep returning again and again. I know earlier last year I came to the realization that I would take my grief with me to the grave, but I didn't realize that the stages would continually cycle. The sleepless nights have plagued me again the last week, but for some reason, tears don't want to seem to fall. It is like my body is keeping them locked inside for some reason. I would say that I want the pain to go away and be over, but if I were honest that would be a lie. It is through that pain that I feel like am to be the closest to my little girl. It makes her seem more real. If I hold on to the grief, it makes her never be forgotten, which is still my biggest fear. I am afraid that sometimes my memories of her get muddled in my mind and just blend in with everything else, fading with time.

1 comment:

AnonymousFebruary 10, 2011 at 11:56 AM
You don't know me, but I follow your story. You amaze me with your strength to move forward and to do what you have done in memory of your precious Abby. My heart breaks for you. No matter what the experts say, you have to learn to handle the pain in your own way. I would say there is no "normal" way to grieve, each person has to do it in their own way, so I wouldn't worry about that. Even if you find a way to relieve some of the pain, I don't think anyone close to you will be able to forget Abby. You have such a good thing going in the foundation and your family traditions to continue to hold her near to your family and friends. I just wanted to tell you that there are people supporting you and that I will keep you and your family in my prayers. God Bless you and your family!
ReplyDelete
Replies

Add comment

Our Story...

Abrielle came into this world in a hurry to get started, which gave us our first glimpse at her personality. Not waiting on Dr Jane to put on gloves, only a towel to catch her with, she weighed in at six pounds fifteen ounces. From the beginning Abby had reflux, but there seemed to more than just that as she failed to gain weight. At four months we were sent to draw all kinds of labs, hoping for a solution, but all was normal. By six months of age, the vomiting became worse, almost nightly. We were keeping records of every calorie she ate, every dirty diaper, and every time she vomited. By this time Abby was refusing to eat supper most nights and would throw up her undigested lunch after bathtime at 8:00. Her food was just sitting in her tummy all day. Dr Watson sent us to Omaha Childrens Hospital to Dr Zapata a pediatric gastroenterologist to help diagnois the problem. There, over the next year and a half of her life, Abby underwent testing, treatments, and outpatient procedures. During every procedure she was given a stuffed animal to hold for comfort, even though she had Blankie with her.
To make a long story short, after the accident we discovered St Francis Hospital did not have a program like this for kids and Abby's Hugs was born.

That Tragic Day...

Thursday, March 29, 2007, began like any other school day in our household with the only exception being that it was Abby's sharing day at preschool. We had a rule that if the sharing item was not picked out the night before (which it usually wasn't), Abby had to be ready for school before she could find something to take. This morning was just like most ... nothing was picked out the night before. She hurried faster than usual that way she would have time to find something. After brushing her teeth, she ran to her room to find some clothes. I always tried to give Abby choices, but she was down to her last clean pair of capris. I gave her the option of wearing those, a pair of Gymboree Fruit Punch capris with a bright yellow shirt or jeans and a purple kitty shirt. She decided on the capri outfit which she had actually rejected every other day that week. After getting dressed, she went into Sissy's room and was playing with her LeapPad when I found her. I asked her how she wanted her hair fixed and she said "little pony". (Not that she was going to leave it in anyway) I helped her onto the sink and she dug through her basket of hair things until she found a yellow one. We went into the living room so I could sit down to brush her hair. Since sitting on my lap was now impossible, Abby stood in front of me as I pulled her hair up with the little yellow hair tie. She ran to her room and began looking for something to bring for sharing. She came out with her Little People's Noah's Ark set stuffed full of extra toys. Being a mean Mommy, I said, You can only bring one toy. Aww, was the response as she took the ark back to her room to look for something else. I went on about my routine of making my lunch and everything else to be ready to leave for work. Mady and I headed out to the Expedition and Abby was not following behind. I went back inside to find her and Marc on their way from her room with her big "bobbycat" (bobcat skidloader) for sharing. They had been looking for the scoop that attaches to the front but ran out of time. They decided that just the bobbycat would work. Marc helped buckle Abby in her car seat. Because she was so small we still used the 5-point harness and not just the seatbelt so she required some help. As we left the house, Marc pulled out ahead of the girls and I onto the gravel road. Just around the first set of curves past our house, I slowed down so we could watch the turkeys fly across the road. I am not sure if Abby saw them or not, but she said she did. We continued on, oblivious to our fate that lie ahead.

last added to 10/29 ...this I will add to as I am able ...thanks for understanding.

The Sentence

On June 25, 2008, Ryan C Sundermann was sentenced to 6 years in the Missouri Department of Corrections on charges of involuntary manslaughter. Sundermann wrecklessly caused the death of Abrielle Neff in a motor vehicle collision on March 29, 2007. Sundermann was charged with failing to maintain proper control of his vehicle, failure to drive on the right half of the roadway and operated a motor vehicle after consuming alcohol.
Sundermann was previously convicted of Driving While Intoxicated and Failure to Drive on the Right Half of the Roadway on April 25, 2006 and sentenced to 2 years probation, 12 days in jail, and a $300 fine. On December 19, 2006, Sundermann was again convicted of Excessive Blood Alcohol Content-Prior Offender which he received a Suspended Execution of Sentence of 180 days, was continued on 2 years probation and received a fine.