Faith, Life

Do You Have a Hero Living Under Your Roof?

Never had I felt so helpless.  But, never have I felt so relieved.  My daughter was a newborn with colic.  Our family lived away and my husband and I were on our own, learning how to care for this tiny baby girl.  But, she wouldn’t stop crying.  Holding her was about the only thing that would do the trick, and that wasn’t always reliable.  It was in those early weeks that my husband embodied ‘hero.’

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