Hope springs eternal. As I was publishing my Goodbye post for our Bow tie boy, we received some hopeful news. He is awake. The docs have sedated him but he was tracking with his eyes. I'm a realist and know that this doesn't mean he'll be "okay", but it is the best news possible. Hope. Hope feels better.
I told the boys. My teen, who is home from school sick and headed to the doctor, smiled. He smiled.
Hope is easier to hold.