They say it's just a passing through. Yet so hard to wrap our heads around. But makes so much sense. But not when we're talking about babies. That's just for old people. And so hard to see your friends endure. And yourselves. We shouldn't question. Because that's not trusting in our heavenly father. So hard. Harder to watch and feel helpless. Precious. Not promised. It's short-lived. Hard to explain to your own children who hours before met this particular precious babe. Even harder to comprehend when I just watched this babe slide (literally) right into this world. Just plain hard hard hard hard hard. Here for strength. Friendship. Support. Love. Lots of it. Big giant heapings of it. Again it's Life. We'll meet again.
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