I get involved in the lives of strangers. I followed the rescue of each and every Chilean miner. I stayed up all night to watch the royal wedding. Recently, I started following the blog of a fellow mommy who was a high school acquaintance. We were never really friends, but we grew up in the same home town, and we both have two children.
That is to say, we both have preschool boys, and we've both been blessed with baby girls. My baby girl is fine, fat and sitting in her bouncer right now. The other baby girl was born with a heart condition. I followed her mommy's blog and rejoiced at the news that she was coming home tomorrow.
Until she wasn't. While I fed my baby girl apple sauce last night, another mommy mourned the unspeakable loss of her baby. While I watched GiGi play tunes on an iPhone, another mommy shed tears of grief I can't imagine. I can't imagine the grief. I don't want to imagine it. I barely know this mommy, but I cried for her this morning.
And I pray for her. I pray for her family and for her little boy who will, no doubt struggle to understand why his baby sister won't be coming home. I pray for understanding of all things "why." I ask that you do the same.
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