I read this quote on McMamma's blog (Stellan's name page) and I was reminded of sitting in a rocking chair in the upstairs corner room in the house on Laurel street, rocking Lanie and praying for Grandpa W (who was not in very good shape at the time) and praying for a baby boy.
It makes me weepy to remember. But I was blessed with such an amazingly wonderful little boy who has grown to be a young man that I am so very proud of.
Momma
