My dear sweet child, It’s four o’clock in the morning and once again I am sitting in bed with you trying to console you. I know you are frustrated and scared, Little One, and so am I. This is a journey neither of us planned and neither of us knows where it is going to take us. As I hold your hand the thought comes to me: will these precious little hands ever draw me another masterpiece or write me a book about Boxen Fly? Will I ever feel them clasp mine as we walk along? And what about playing video games and basketball? Are those also things of the past? I rub your legs and feet and cry as I think of how you used to run and play on the farm. Oh, you had so much energy! I used to say that if I had even an ounce of your energy, I would be able to do anything. I watch as you move your legs back and forth in the bed. Are you dreaming of those days too? I miss so much about you. The little things are what hurts the most. I miss hearing your giggle, and your excited squeal when … [Read more...]
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