life can turn so fast -
our fear towards death, our hearts in our throats -
praying to a God that we are not even sure exists,
just to do - something.
our little Owen, machines breathing for you,
feeding you, measuring you, yet your face is
peaceful and with good color.
we will now begin this road towards weaning
you from the machines which are helping you
breathe and be nourished,
which will carry you along this road
towards recovery, I pray for the moment,
which will come,
when you will feel the sun and wind on your cheeks,
when you will be home with all those who love you. - 9/24/2021
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