Tubes crisscrossed his minuscule body. Keeping him alive. Slipping her hand into the incubator, Anna stroked his leg. Terrified of hurting the translucent skin, yet needing to feel him. Willing the love in her heart to flow through her fingertips, sharing strength.
Heartbreaking.
ReplyDeleteThank you for reading. :)
DeleteSo fragile.
ReplyDeleteThank goodness for the strength of a mother's love. Glad you stopped by.
DeleteSpeaks volumes!
ReplyDeleteHard to pack a punch into 42 words. :) Thank you.
Delete"willing the love in her heart to flow through her fingertips" < Says so much!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Cathy.
ReplyDeleteMy child was born premature...very touching this. Love. Miranda
ReplyDeleteI had no idea. My son was in the NICU for a week after he was born. Then on a heart monitor for six months. Now he's over 6 feet tall and healthy as a horse.
DeleteI remember days in the NICU with my son, when I felt exactly like this.
ReplyDeleteTerrifying, wasn't it? On the bright side, the nurses we had were amazing people that became friends. Thank you for your comment.
DeleteSo terrifying to see your baby that way and unable to do anything but touch it and let it know you are there. Poignant.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely a trying time. Thanks for reading.
DeleteMy sister's youngest was in the NICU. So so hard.
ReplyDeleteHope everything is good for your family now.
DeleteYour word choices highlight how fragile he (and life) is.
ReplyDeleteThat's great to hear!
DeleteI thought this heart-wrenching and beautiful, I think it should have fared better!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Joseph. :)
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