I met someone today, but only for a little while. His time with us was too short. He's made an impression on my heart, praise God, as only little ones can. He reminded me of my own child that I am waiting to hold again: tiny, sweet, soft... What a privilege to be allowed to experience precious moments with someone who's moments are known to be few. This is a treasure I will always hold dear, a gift I've been given today.
I witnessed a mother who bravely walked through painful waters and led her children safely through as they said hello and goodbye to their baby brother all in one day. She soaked in every second with him and took her time making beautiful memories and allowing others to make their memories, too. I watched a father, who's heart, I'm sure, is full of grief for a son he can not save, being strong for his wife and family. There were so many different broken hearts in that room, grandparents and friends, enjoying the moment and holding sadness at bay. It was the time to enjoy little Logan, and we did. Even the nurse was touched by his life. I caught her outside the room, releasing her emotions, tears flowing down her face as she expressed her admiration for her patient. Pictures were taken, hand and foot prints made, but all of these things are really just extra... he will never be forgotten.
Thank you Jesus for Logan, I accept your answer to our prayers but we'll all need help walking through our grief. I pray especially for his parents, bless them for trusting you and allowing you to control this outcome. Sustain them through this painful time. We leave Logan safely in your arms until we can see him again. In Jesus name, AMEN.