His name has been written in the sands of the west African desert, on cardboard next to the Eiffel Tower, and surrounded by hearts in front of an Argentinean sunset and many, many places around the world.
His Mother's desire was that a few people would know him before he died. She started blogging years before he was even born and is so surprised at how the story has spread.
How awesome to know that so many people around the world know your son and are praying for his little heart. I think about this so often when I am tucking my son to bed at night, I am reminded how lucky I am to have a healthy child.
I decided to join in the name gallery she has started for her son. My husband is probably going to kill me when he sees that I cut down a bunch of the roses in our front yard for this. (Honey, you can't even tell. I promise.) If you haven't had the chance to check out the name gallery, I recommend doing so.
If you would like to read more here is the link to her site.
4 comments:
you should of just stood with the cows!
Awesome. :)
I have been trying to think of something myself.
That is so awesome. I'm happy you're representing all of us praying for him here in Chino!
great job Brianna !
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