[B][SIZE="2"]I came here this morning for some much needed strength and a hug for my soul. There is truly something different about a cry for a lost child. It started in the pit of your stomach and ends up being a long slow moan that pulls the heartstrings as it emerges out of the mouth. It's the sound of losing your heart. Andy was my heart.
Last night I couldn't get my blood presure down and I was put in a cubical at the hospital two doors down from where I said goodbye to my precious boy. The said something about my heart enzymes being up and wanted me to hang around another 2 hrs for another test. I couldn't stay, I have so much to be done by 10am this morning and I will not let Andy down. They found me in that end room where andy was the night before crumbled up in the emoty gurny where I last help my baby..sobbing..gut wrenching sobs. I signed the paper they make you sign to leave against dr's orders.
Your comments and sweet prayer are keeping us going right now. I just want to make sure I have everything covered and I can do my best for my child. He faced many hardships and heartbrake in his few years on earth. This world has not been kind to him. I know he is with his best friend that died last year, Andy was truuly lost without Ronnie. They are together now as they both loved the Lord.
I'm sorry to ramble so..I've been so busy just needed to stop by for a dose of hugs and a crapload of heavanly grace that we will be needing for a long time to come. Ever looked up the meaning of GRACE..is truly a beautiful word.
Please pray for Andy's soul along with me. He was my rock, along with all his troubles of being disabled..re meained my rock. He is hurting no more, thank you Jesus. Thank you everyone that took the time to pay their respects to someone so worthy it would bring a tear. I'm so very proud that all his hard work here on earth has enabled him to meet our Lord face to face. I'm a proud mother right now. |