I woke up this morning at 3.39am.

Nearly 4 weeks ago the phone rang at 3.39am, the phone call every parent fears. This morning, I relived every second of that call, the 90 minute trip to the hospital, the pain, the tears, the waiting. Every day since then I have given thanks that my son is still with us, for this I will always be eternally grateful. 3.39am changed my life ❀


7 thoughts on “3.39am

  1. I don’t know how but I missed this post originally Angi and I’m sorry for that. What an awful ordeal for you. I hope your son is now well on down that road to complete recovery.

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