I don't know what is going on. I don't know the full story. All I know is my mommy senses are tingling. So I sit here and wait, hoping to get more information to understand the whole picture.
And I'm praying. A lot. Without words. A mother's prayer.
Because at this point it is out of my hands. It's in God's hands. Which is where it has been all along.
I pray. I pray some more. Still I wait.
I have to trust and believe and have faith. But when it's your own kid that is mighty mighty hard!
Peace. Be still. Know I am God.
I'm trying Lord. I'm trying. Father God, hear my prayer! A mother's prayer.