son of sorrow
Before Erika and I had our son I often wondered whether it was selfish of me to want so badly to have him in this world of pain and fear. Well, he's here now. And already he is coming to know what a twisted world means. A congenital bowel disease means he has, in his three short days of extra uterine life been vomiting bile, been pierced and prodded and invaded a hundred times, been living in a temperature controlled room with diodes all over his body and been forced to fast and live on sugar and antibiotics.I am coming to hate our world as much as I love it.
It's not all gloomy though. I have a beautiful son.
posted by Lian at 4:31 pm
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11:33 pm
we celebrate deeply with you and weep for your son's condition. love him well- as you two only can.
3:42 am
congratulations you guys. we're so excited for you, and you are in our thoughts and prayers. may God's protection and healing be upon little baby Loftis...
1:13 am
i am weeping for your heartache, to watch your child,go thru so much in his young life, truely we live in a cruel place. hugs and kisses go out to your 3 as you begin this anguish/love/astonishment called parenthood. bless you all and we will pray on our end. he is able.mcm
12:03 pm
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