|This weekend, we all felt well enough to go car seat shopping. How can she be this big?!?|
|She kept trying to put her shoes on over her footed pjs and insisted I help her out.|
And, of course, as a parent, my breath catches every single time I read or hear news about Izzy's condition. It catches because I fear it could happen to us. Out of nowhere, a diagnosis that changes everything. And I look at my girl, hold her tighter, kiss her sweet face, and whisper, "God, please protect her." Because that's one of the things these types of stories do. They make you grateful and fearful all at the same time.
I wanted to post about Izzy to ask you to pray. If you are a praying person, please pray for Izzy. Ask others you know to pray. Pray for her healing. Pray for hope and courage for that sweet little girl and her parents. Pray for strength for the whole family as they walk a path that has to take a toll. Pray that somehow, some way, this will get better for them all. If you would like to follow Izzy's progress and learn more about her and her parents and big brother, please visit www.izzystory.com.