Those Hands

Those are the hands that seemed so tiny at first but continued to grow stronger each day as he learned to tie his shoes, zip his jacket, color in the lines, swing a bat, and throw a ball. Those are the hands that constantly tugged on my pant leg, tapped me on the back because … Continue reading Those Hands

You’re Not Alone

I know time passes slowly when you are waiting for that procedure to be over. When you are waiting for even a glimpse of good news. When the results haven’t come back yet and you are holding your breath for just one good thing. The days are long. The nurses are in and out, the … Continue reading You’re Not Alone