My "baby O bag" is packed.
It could be any day now that Sheri has her 4th and final (?) baby.
Little Oliver/Olivia could be here today. Or tomorrow. Or any day soon.
And I'm so very excited.
I cannot wait to wrap my arms around that little one.
To see that family again - I miss them so much.
I've yet to miss a birth - though it was very very close with Maddox.
I can barely contain my joy.
I opened my blog reader this morning to find that precious little Noah passed away on Saturday.
All of the joy about a new baby seemed horribly misplaced all of a sudden.
My heart sank.
Tears welled in my eyes.
For a baby I've never met and his parents who aren't even my "friends."
Noah lived 364 days on this earth and he touched the lives of many.
How do you begin to process?
What do you say?
How can anything ever take away Josh and Deb's hurt?
How do you get up this morning in your own home, without your son, and start a new life?
I don't know what else to say ...