On Sunday night, I put my Shea to sleep at 8 pm. I thought he had been long asleep, but an hour later I heard rustles and sniffles on the stairway. I opened the door to see a sobbing little boy. Grasping for him, and holding him tight, I comforted him....
after some time he was able to verbalize what his tears were about.
Shea was so sad for Beatrices eyes "not working", and so sad that she was in his grouppa and had no mommy and daddy. Shea knows the "basic difference". He has lived it, and can feel it...
The differnces are real and harsh. They break the heart of a 6 year old boy.
Here is sweet Beatrice...
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