This sweet boy was fighting through some sort of battle from the moment he was born. Today he is recognized at school for his perseverance. Glimpses perhaps of great necessities calling out great virtue. Proud of him.
And oddly enough, we have our hospital day with him tomorrow in Seattle. I’m nervous.
I always am.
“Darkness deserves gratitude. It is the alleluia point at which we learn to understand that all growth does not take place in the sunlight.” (Joan Chittister)