My sons battle is my battle . When he hurts I hurt, when he’s sick I feel devastated and helpless, when he stops breathing or has trouble breathing during a seizure I feel my heart sink.His battle is my battle and I will fight with him until he conquers this. This collage represents the many different phases my son goes through in his young life . One day he’s full of life, outgoing, energetic, happy and peaceful. And the next day without warning he could be in a hospital hooked up to machines , confused and hurting. By looking at my son you would never know what he goes through, despite being hospitalized quite often and having seizures so often he is still a very happy and smart little boy and I thank God for that. When he smiles through his pain he doesn’t know how much that means to me, he doesn’t realize how strong he is. He’s strength, and his smile, assures me that everything will be alright, he’s my hero 💜 🙏
My Son’s Battle Is My Battle 💜💜
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