Some experiences have to be felt. They can't really be described with words, I can't really translate them onto my blog and images don't do them justice. I think my friend
Matthew's blog post really hit home to me this week because even though I would never have chosen to experience what happened to us, our family, my son these past two weeks...it happened, and I was there for it. We grew, we feared, we cried, we hoped, we made it. To say that Bobby was sick would be true, but wouldn't come close to explaining the journey we took. Let me just say I'm happy he is here with me today. xoxo Agnes
6 comments:
I am happy for you. That's every moms worst nightmare and I am glad you made it!! ikaxela(Greece)
While it is true that he is a little warrior, YOU, my dear, and your husband have the far more difficult task of keeping everything together. I cannot imagine, Agnes, the hardship of staying strong for your family, and yet you continue to do it. My prayers are still with you. You are quite the amazing mother and Robert is lucky to have you at his side, cheering for his health.
Oh gosh.... My heart aches for you. My little granddaughter had a serious brush while recovering after a tonsillectomy, and that was a single event, over and done, thank God, but it gave me a new awareness of what parents of sick children go through every day. I pray all the best for you and your family, sprinkled with miracles large and small.
I'm glad that you all made it. And look at the little guy, toddling! Fingers crossed that he goes from strength to strength.
i'm so glad to hear he's healing and doing better!!! what a brave son, and brave family you are - sending much healing sunshine your way.
Thank you for these kind wishes everyone! It warms my heart to read them.
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