I've thought so many things today:
1. It's not fair.
2. Why THEM?
3. Those poor kids.
4. What can I do to help?
5. How can I soothe their hearts?
6. How will their dad manage?
Please pray for them. I've prayed that they feel God's love. That they feel a sense of security and comfort and know that their mother loves them very much.
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I went to my mom and dad's house tonight and melted into my mom's arms. Cried. No ... sobbed. I feel SO LUCKY that I CAN hug my mom. Tell her that I love her.
I'll fall asleep tonight, thinking of you, you two beautiful angels.