I didn’t get to see Sandra yesterday – a first, since the accident – because Alana and Cameron are sick. They both have bad coughs and congestion. Today’s job for me is to try and figure out who their pediatrician is. Amazing the things we don’t know about Sandra and Glen’s life. Each one of those things, as it arises, hits me hard with the knowledge that the kids are missing both parents right now.
Last night, Cameron was in my room in the pack ‘n’ play, while Alana slept with me. At about 2:00 this morning, as I slept with my back to Alana, I felt a gentle tapping on my shoulder. When I asked her what she needed, she replied, “I just want to see your face.” I think the face she truly wants to see is Sandra’s, and I hope we can make that happen soon.
She sits beside me now making a beautiful card for Sandra, while Cameron rests on the couch watching Toy Story 3. We are all there for them; we just can’t replace Sandra and Glen. Keep those prayers coming. Thank you, friends and family!