I often wonder what it was like for him. Did he struggle? Was he afraid? Did he wonder why mommy wasn't saving him? Did he just pass out or did he have chest pain? I've heard people say they almost drowned and felt like their chest was exploding and they saw stars. Did my baby experience that? If he did, what would be the purpose? Couldn't God have spared him from that miserable experience? Wouldn't He?
I wish, more than anything I've ever wished for in my entire life, that something could have been different. That I would have heard him fall in. That I could have grabbed him out, hugged him, and dried him off. Why did it have to be this way? Why is my little boy dead?
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