My new form of absolute torture is finding songs about children and listening them on repeat.
And this one, like I can’t even. Can’t. Do. It. Must. Stop.
So beautiful and so gut wrenching right now as I struggle each night to leave Audrey in her room, willing her to sleep, but secretly wishing she stays awake so I can be with her a few minutes longer.
Oh please Jesus, I pray that those “armies of angels” surround Audrey every moment that I’m not with her.