I don't think there are any prayers as fervent as those of a parent for their child.
Harrison woke up and climbed up on the bathroom sink to throw up. Most of it looked like old blood, with some new blood mixed in. Dallas is taking him to the emergency room right now. I'm alternating between trying not to think and worry since I have no idea what is going on, and thinking and worrying and praying for my little boy.
I'm sure he'll be okay... but... My heart is aching.
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