...three years strong...
(written yesterday) i took a nap today because the man of the hour as you all know still wakes me up every night. i laid there trying to quiet my mind. it was an old movie reel flapping turning and turning through the memories. 3 years ago today, i had said good bye to my oldest two babies and was en route to st. pete for a morning induction as i write this. a mirage of feelings were rolling through my very pregnant body and i didn't know what to expect of the hours and days that lay ahead of me... it was more emotion that any human can prepare for. he arrived. he fought. fought hard enough for mommy to be given the chance to hold him and kiss him and to tell him to be strong. yah...hardest words i have ever uttered. this screaming, beautiful, pink baby boy in no way appeared sick, but oh' was he ever. i knew the facts, so the tears poured as i thanked the lord almighty that i was given the gift of holding him. for i had been told most likely n...