Feeling crummy...

Tonight I'm feeling a little crummy. Not just emotionally crummy, but physically. My chest feels tight and I'm a bit achy. This could just be stress, exhaustion, or the beginnings of a cold. Yet all I can think about is Henry. Henry was sick, really sick. Yet he hardly complained. He kept smiling, and playing, and making sure mama and daddy were happy. He slept, snuggled, and was his happy Henry self. He acted so "normal" that we and even the doctor were blindsided with Henry's eventual diagnosis. He had us all thinking he had a nasty virus...perhaps pneumonia at the worst. We had no idea what a monster he was actually battling. This picture was taken just a few days before Henry was admitted to the hospital. He doesn't look quite like his happy self, but he certainly doesn't look like a baby who has leukemia clogging up his body. Henry is and always will be my hero...his strength, pure love, and perseverance inspire me daily. I love our little monster, and will never stop sharing Henry's story. ❤️