I don’t know the mother; she is a friend of a friend and the little boy was fourteen months old. The mother had to stop the life support machines of her little boy. I can remember a year ago when Number One was that age.
This is a post for all the mothers who lost a child; a prayer that they will be comforted and find peace within the pain. It is a prayer that they are surrounded with love and find the strength to pick up all the pieces as they wake up every morning with a hole in their hearts.
It is also a reminder for the rest of us to cherish life, as we know it can change at any moment.