I'm not finding it easy to get over last night. I didn't sleep much, and I keep thinking...
Being a part of a child's worst nightmare is a foul thing. I hope I was able to give him some comfort. But I noticed it also stirred all kind of childhood memories I thought were left securely in my childhood.
I ran some errands this morning but felt a real lack of patience with everyone, so I came home and puttered around. Good thing it's a day off.
Keep praying for them.
And for you. I am praying.
ReplyDeleteWe will pray for both you and for that boy (I can't begin to imagine the grief of a kid in that situation).
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