Needing a good cry... One of my childhood friends (our families have been close for nearly 15 years) and her husband lost their first born son last night. He was a high risk baby, and they knew that they could lose him, but recent news from the drs had them believing that the worst was over. But then she went into labor yesterday and everything went well... but little Asher Daniel was not meant to be long on this earth. My heart just breaks for them, I found out last night but it hurts even more today. I went onto their baby blog this morning to see if there were anymore updates (there was a short message from the both of them thanking us all for the love, support, and prayers) and I started reading the happier times. The hopes and dreams and prayers they had for this little guy. I was looking at the pictures of the family and I finally broke down. It just doesn't seem fair, and I know that in reality the child seems far better off where he is now than the countless procedures he would have had to have right after birth... his parents were there when he took his first and his last breaths, so in some way I guess that's a comfort. I just feel so helpless (I'm in AK they're in NC) and I can't put into words just how much I love them and want to be there for them. *sigh* |