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I will never forget the day that I got a call from my sister Ashley saying that she was pregnant. She had called as I was in the shower and left a voicemail saying that she was 6 weeks pregnant. I was so happy for her. Nine months later we got the call saying that she was at the hospital delivering the baby. We were so excited. My sister Ashley lives in North Dakota so we could not go and see Aubrey but we saw pictures and instantly fell in love. When Aubrey was around 5 months old my sister brought her to Glasford to see us. She was perfect. When she got back to Minot North Dakota we all got the call that broke our hearts. Aubrey was in the hospital because of liver problems. My sister was a wreck and we could not go and

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