Logan's Heart Journey: HOME

Thursday, January 2, 2014

HOME

We are home! It was a joyous reunion with Ashlyn and Tanner. Logan couldn't wait to show them his strong muscles and how fast he could run.

FEELS

GOOD

TO BE

HOME!

Now the challenge comes in getting out of the "survival" mode and back into the living mode. We will transition slowly.

1 comment:

4WellsFamilyJanuary 2, 2014 at 7:57 PM
We are so glad that you are all home. What amazing Parents both of you are. Thanks for sharing your experience with us. Logan is sure a trooper and we will continue to pray for him. We sure love you guys.
Love, Bryce and Candace
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The Day I Became A Heart Mother

One day my world came crashing down,
I'll never be the same.
They told me that my baby was sick.
I thought, "Am I to blame?"
I don't think I can handle this.
I am really not that strong.
It seemed my heart was breaking.
I have loved him for so long.
I will not give up on this child.
I will listen to your advice.
I will give my son any chance
No matter what the price.
I will learn all I need
To help my baby thrive.
I'll even use that feeding tube,
My child must survive!
Will he need a lot of therapy?
Will he gain the needed weight?
Please God, help me do this.
As I accept our fate.
When the monitors beep at night,
it serves as my reminder.
How many parents would love that sound,
Tomorrow I will be kinder.
As another Angels earns his wings,
I run to my baby's bed.
I watch him sleep for quite a while,
I bend down and kiss his head.
I cry for the parents whose hearts have broken.
I look to You wondering why?
Oh Lord, I just can't know your ways...
no matter how I try.
And yet, I trust you hold his life,
and guide us through each day.
My mind says savor each moment he's here,
but my heart begs, "PLEASE let him stay!"
From pacing the surgical waiting room,
to sitting by his bed.
From wishing for a good nights sleep,
to learning every med.
From wondering, "Will he be alright?"
to watching him reach out his hands.
With every smile my heart just melts,
despite life's harsh demands.
For all who see that faded line.
I look to them and smile.
You see my child is loved so much,
I would face ANY trial.
That scar I trace with my finger
(It's the door to his beautiful heart).
God must have known how much I'd love him
(Just as He loved him from the start).
A heart mom is always a heart mom.
Now wise beyone her years.
For those who have angels in heaven,
Our hearts share in all of your tears.
Every day I will try and remember,
I was chosen for him (and no other).
I will always embrace that beautiful day....
When I became a "Heart Mother."
- Stephanie Husted
Mommy to Braeden HLHS