Hey, Wyatt. I don't know if you remember me, but I took care of you the first few months I was a doctor. I always think of you whenever I go into 3F or whenver I run into Jen Fennstermacher. You and your family have taught me courage, hope, and patience. I have become a better physician because of you. And maybe, through you and your family, I will be better able to help other sick kids in the future.
So thank you. Thank you for sharing a piece of you with us. Thank you for letting us be a part of your amazing life. Thank you for reminding us what it means to live. Thank you for making me want to be a better father, a better doctor, a better person.
"Listen to the musn’ts, child. Listen to the don'ts. Listen to the shouldn'ts, the impossibles, the won'ts. Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me... anything can happen, child. Anything can be."
beautiful.
ReplyDeletePlease let Wyatt know that wishes for his comfort are being sent from Idaho.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely breathtaking.
ReplyDeleteI am so very sorry. I am crying and my heart is breaking for you. My thoughts and prayers are with you all. xoxo
ReplyDeleteImpossible as it may be to pinpoint what the worst of grief-living is
ReplyDeletefor me, the inability to wrap words around it, explain it, encompass it
is suffocating.
"Why aren't you more specific?" they say. "Why don't you give more details?"
You don't have to imagine why. You know.
Because
I don't claim to capture what swallowing Everest or
scaling the Devil's back
or hemming the Holocaust might be
but there are places
where
the bottom falls out
of all the
words.
Your writings about your son, your efforts to share him
in spite of the suffocation
are just as beautiful as the dried tears on your faces.
You can leave them here, always.
Imagining No More Tears,
Cathy in Missouri
As always thinking of you and your family making acontribution is tge least I can give Wy Beautiful tribute. I CANT BEGIN TO IMAGINE YOUR GRIEF.
ReplyDeleteThe Grady Bunch
Hey, Wyatt. I don't know if you remember me, but I took care of you the first few months I was a doctor. I always think of you whenever I go into 3F or whenver I run into Jen Fennstermacher. You and your family have taught me courage, hope, and patience. I have become a better physician because of you. And maybe, through you and your family, I will be better able to help other sick kids in the future.
ReplyDeleteSo thank you. Thank you for sharing a piece of you with us. Thank you for letting us be a part of your amazing life. Thank you for reminding us what it means to live. Thank you for making me want to be a better father, a better doctor, a better person.
Hiro