Twice each day the med alarm on my phone rings reminding me that it’s time for Dimples’ meds. The kids ask why I haven’t changed the setting, which is a good question since Dimples is not home with us and I’m not giving her meds.
Nearly every day seems to go by at breakneck speed. You know what I mean. The phone rings and I can’t answer it because I’m on my cell with a child who suddenly needs to be picked up somewhere, but I’m nearly late for an appointment for another child, and in the midst of it all, I’m trying to give instructions to my homeschoolers about what they need to do while I’m gone.
So each morning and evening when that med alarm rings, I pause. I pray for Dimples and our family. I pray for a miracle, because it feels like anything short of that will not be enough. And in crazy moments when I can’t even manage a coherent thought, I offer this, “Lord, have mercy on our family. We love you.”