Last night my cousin had an emergency with her newborn baby. His being here is already such a miracle, and to have to hear there was more trouble and he was being life-flighted was so scary. I was so worried for him, so worried for my cousin, so worried for my other cousin who would be there to meet the helicopter, so worried for the whole family.
My Mom was the one who called, because my Uncle called her. Of course, she got right to calling her chickens, so we could gather our individual families and pray for our tiny baby cousin. I was cooking dinner, but put everything down so I could wash my hands and go in the back room with my children (the Double B wasn't home from work yet). I turned off the movie and told K.J. and Olivia the situation as simply as I could. K.J. immediately started crying because he "felt so bad for that tiny baby Aysen." They were big fat elephant tears, and it broke my heart. But I tried to tell him that it was up to Heavenly Father what would happen, but we could pray and have faith that all would be well with our tiny baby cousin. We said a long prayer, thanking Heavenly Father for everything we had and then asking him to bless our cousin with everything we desired to happen -- that he would be okay and be able to come back home to his family. Then Olivia wanted to say the prayer, and she prayed for baby Aysen, too.
I went back to cooking dinner, but my perspective had changed, as it usually does at moments like that. I was so hopeful and so nervous, and kept saying little prayers. Ben came home and I told him what was happening, and he was very worried, too, and we said another prayer together.
I thought about my other cousins out there, who I knew were also offering their prayers for this tiny little addition to our family.
And I thought this is what being part of a family is all about. It's the people who are there when you can have fun together, but more importantly, the people who are there in a crisis. The ones you can call just to say quickly "Pray." And you can know without a doubt that they are all there, in their own homes, praying their guts out for you and sending you their positive and hopeful thoughts.
I love being a part of a family.
Late last night my Mom called back to say our tiny baby cousin was making progress -- that if everything goes well, he can be home with his family in a couple of days. Another miracle. An answer to the prayers of a family.
5 comments:
hi marie. you are so sweet and have the most darling children. boy are you doing a good job raising them. kaje is definitely the affectionate type. it was so nice of matt to come up last night. tina and andy are amazing - AMAZING! they were both so calm about the whole thing. that's how they always are. it's like i go into flight when something bad happens and tina goes into fight. thank you for your prayers. i just talked to andy and they are taking aysen for another cat scan right now. we love you and are praying for that same miracle at our house. so thankful there is a God.
The beneficiary of your prayers thanks you. Also the mother and father. Thanks! We have an amazing family. Thank you. We are blessed, so blessed and also so loved.
I could not agree more, Family is Wonderful!
Marie thanks for that wonderful post. I am crying all over again. Amazing how much you can learn from such a tiny little guy. Even though we are not family I feel very close to your amazing family. Thanks for the great example and for sharing your testimony. Our prayers have joined yours and we are grateful they are being ansewered.
Marie my heart goes out to you and your family. We too will keep baby Aysen in our prayers. Life would be meaningless without family. You have such a great family and are a wonderful example.
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