I hate this feeling....
A former co-worker/friend of mine, mother of four boys, is right in the middle of a nightmare. One that she will never wake up from. Yesterday, the youngest son, a 9 year old, was killed in an
ATV accident. When we had Zeke, I talked to her and she was so excited for all the fun we would have with our four sons. We were pregnant together. They had their fourth son and we had our first. I remember thinking it was too bad that they didn't have a girl. I remember her telling me that she loved having sons and wasn't sure which one she would trade in for a girl! I get it now. There is something special about four boys. Not only does my heart ache for her and her husband, I see how close my boys are and I can't imagine the pain the brothers are experiencing. I cannot begin to understand or comprehend what they are going through.
I hate this feeling. The feeling that I want to lock my office door, pick up my boys from school and daycare, and hug them and hold them and NEVER let them go.
Please keep them in your prayers.