Some dear friends of ours had a baby on Thursday night. Little Lily Christine was born… and then she died. And I sit here at my computer, trying to think of a way to make sense of this terrible, terrible loss. I can’t wrap my head around the kind of pain her parents are suffering right now, and I can’t think of any way at all to make it better.
I know my friend’s arms are aching and empty right now. She’s far away, in Texas, so I can’t even give her a hug. But I can ask you all to say a prayer for her, for her husband, for their sons, and, of course, for baby Lily: that she is safe and warm somewhere right now, and that she knows how much her parents loved her.