The Symmetry of Sorrow: A Legacy Paid in Love

I keep imagining what they’ll look like… Tiny fingers, tiny feet. Our little miracles.

I'm so ready to meet them. And to see you become a mother.

We've got this, Margo. Everything. John… something’s happening. It’s… it’s strong.

Margo! Oh, Margo, are you okay? What is it?

What do I do? Mr. Peterson… we did everything we could.

Margo... she experienced intense pain, Mr. Peterson.

She fought it, she pushed harder than any mother I’ve ever witnessed, focusing every ounce

of her remaining will. She stayed conscious until she heard her babies cry,