I could hear a sound coming from the boys’ room. I walked down the hall and listened at the door. I could hear whimpering. As I walked into the room I could tell the sound was coming from the lower bunk. “Mama… mama… mama…” Over and over his little voice called. “T, are you awake,” I asked. He jumped. “I was dreaming,” he said. I sat in the room until he was able to fall back asleep. I told him that I was so sorry. I told him that we love him and that we will love him and take care of him until he can be with his family again. And tonight I will pray. I will pray for his mama! He NEEDS her to succeed. All of her boys need her to succeed. I’ll pray for their mama.
Amen! We will too! He has been Heard!
Thank you!!!