If you're a mother, and a Christian, and one of your children has died, Easter is excruciating.
I admit, even with what we've gone through, I didn't think of that. But there are several friends I've made in this journey, whose children died from this horrible disease.
For them, Easter is pain on top of pain. Preachers stand in the pulpit and say, "I can't imagine the pain Mary went through, watching her son die."
These mothers say simply, as one did in her blog, "I do."
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Yeah, I feel you. I work at a children's cancer hospital, and seeing what I've seen has changed me deeply. I definitely appreciate what I have so much more than I ever did.
We're rooting for you and baby lizard.
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