Healing physically is not nearly the uphill climb that emotional healing tends to be.
The first big step was coming home from the hospital without our son the same way we did without our daughter. I cried so hard when Lucas helped me get on the bed and I looked around my empty, childless room. I'm sure they were both there in spirit, but I longed to see them physically. I want them in my arms. Moose could tell we were hurting. As Lucas lay with his arms around me and his fingers in my hair Moose bounced between us licking us everywhere he could reach. He is as helpless to instantly heal us as we are to heal each other.
The next big step is today. In a few minutes we are going to the funeral home to put Kellen in the clothes he will rest in. I always regretted not being the one to put Molly in her dress and I will not miss that chance this time. It will be very hard to hold him limp in my arms again, but it feels like one of the things a mother and father should do for their child.
Pray for us today.