
I received the phone call on Saturday morning at 7:45am and my world stood still. I was taken back almost 7 years ago when I had to let my son go from this world to the next. This time my heart was aching for my brother and his wife. The story almost the exact same. My son born at 24 weeks and so was theirs. My son lived 10 days, theirs 13 days. The why's come into mind at this time. Why our family again, why now and why to them?
I have been thinking a lot about how our trials affect others. I wonder if I experienced this to help my family through this the best way I know how. I am no expert on advice but I do know what they are going through and it makes it that much harder. All I do know is that their little guy has touched more lives in his short time here on earth then most people do. He was a tough fighter and hung on for his parents. He is deeply loved by many and will be missed by the same.
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