Our journey dealing with Hypertrophic Cardiomyopathy.
Right before the rug was pulled out from beneath us!
Thursday, October 20, 2011
My heart is broken
The hardest part of this stupid disease is the depression that come with it. Tonight I sat helpless as I watched my little boy self destruct and there was NOTHING I could do to stop it. My son needs prayers... I need prayers... I'm just not ready to talk about it...I'm not sure if I'll ever be ready to talk about it.... but if you could just say a prayer for my son I would truly appreciate it.