In Which My Eyes Get All Puffy
There are times when I am completely in awe of the strength some people are able to display. I thank God regularly for my healthy, happy, beautiful baby. It seems that there is no measuring stick with which fortune is dealt out or held back.
I didn’t know Jackson, and I doubt I will ever meet his parents. But I have the utmost respect for two people who could endure what they have been through and watched their son go though.
He’s so tiny on that hospital bed hooked up to all those tubes and machines. As a human being, it breaks my heart. As a mother, it’s almost unbearable.
Bill and Lindsey, my prayers are with you.
