while we're waiting to see him again

We see your prayers all over our boy, and we feel them swirling around and in Mom and Dad as well. Thank you all for holding us up.

You can imagine all the words that have described us these past few days: afraid, exhausted, overwhelmed, sad, sick, mad, lost, hurting. But because of the Holy Spirit with us and the Body of Christ around us, those words are not the final say. The hard stuff does not magically disappear, but it all rests on a bedrock of something stronger.

Ryan and I will continue to need your prayers. The adrenaline is wearing off, the fatigue is setting in, and we are feeling ourselves sort of settling in for the long days and weeks ahead. We are continually torn - wanting to spend every possible second with our boy, but also knowing we won't be able to take care of him for long if we don't take care of ourselves. We have several people here who are helping us do that, and we are so thankful. We just want to make good decisions for us so we can make good decisions for our kiddo.

Our gratitude is bigger than we can say.