Mom Moments Written Dec 19, 2012 8:15am by Lori Goertzen Last night was the first time I came back to our house for a few hours since Donovan Paul and I left on Wednesday. As I entered the house and ran upstairs to take a shower, I was confronted by the room I left so quickly on Wednesday. I ran downstairs sobbing into Donovan's arms, my boy is not home. It felt like Pompei to me - Ruins of what was. The bed, the kleenex,, the pretzels we ate, as you and I talked through the night and your breathing became more difficult. "I'm trusting God, I have faith, but as a Mom I want my sweet boy back here, cutting jokes, cooking in the kitchen, teasing me and always, remembering to tell me how much he loved me." I just was not prepared for my reaction. I am blessed to have a husband that held me, let me cry and told me how sorry he was and we would have those days again. DP, I look forward to the day when I can share with you again and you respond to me. Until then, I'll just whisper in your ear, how much I love you, how much your heavenly Father love's you, how many people love you and are praying for you, and then end, with a sweet song or two that I hope will bring happy memories to you, as you rest in His hands. Sweet dreams. I love you, my sweet baby boy you have grown into such an outstanding man. Love, Mom Pray boldly, pray fervently, pray expectantly. God is still in the miracle business!