I've been following the story on my friend's Facebook page concerning the health of the baby of one of her friends.
Baby Kale was born in May of 2010 and in July he was diagnosed with a difficult heart condition.
That was, from what I understand, the beginning of a long journey of hospital stays and very risky surgeries for one precious baby boy.
When I got on Facebook yesterday afternoon I read her status, "Rest peacefully sweet baby."
My heart just sank, a million miles.
I don't know if it's because I have a baby of my own now, but I just can't stop thinking about this family.
I was laying in bed last night and I just couldn't fight the tears. So I let them roll down my cheeks and dampen my pillow.
Thinking about how that mom is not going to see her little baby's first birthday. She won't see him walk or talk or grow from a boy into a man.
I had to get up to blow my nose and I went into Henry's room just to check on him. I just stared at him as he slept and I cried for Kale and the parents who probably would have given anything to take his place. To take his pain away.
Henry got up to eat last night and I didn't feel frustrated as I shuffled into his room at 3:30 am. When he started babbling in his crib this morning, earlier than I wanted to get up, I didn't feel frustrated...
I felt thankful.
Enjoy your wings sweet baby. You will be missed.