Tears.
okay this fuzzy picture was taken at night at the hospital. Mike is holding our very discontent Michael. It's been so hard lately to see him crying. He seems so miserable. He's still not eating properly so he's getting 98% of his meals through the feeding tube. A bit discouraging. It's been hard remembering that Samuel was already home by now (when he was a preemie in the hosp.)... and Michael still seems to have a ways to go. Sigh.
I've had my share of tears. Well actually I don't think I've been crying enough. Last night though I had a very good cry on my friends' shoulder... thank you friend. I need to just break down sometimes, it really helps.
Well, to discuss this week would be to time consuming and I want to head to the hospital before it gets even later... it's already 9 at night.
Wishing you happy tears.
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You don't know me, but my mom and your grandmother Shirley Wratten are good friends and your Aunt Leigh and I were in youth group together years ago and hung out together (a lot of good memories)...Anyway, my husband and I pray for you and your family! I enjoy reading your blog site and you've inspired me to start my own...I find it's such a good outlet if given the time...
Brenda Harlacher