Walking in that room

Sometimes I wake and I do not hear the sound of B. She should be awake. These times I am struck with fear. I do not want to walk in that room, to find something I cannot face. I share this feeling with others I know who have poorly or children with complex medical needs. When one of our friend's child is taken this way as what has happened this week, it makes our fear seem much more real and our fear goes up a notch.

I do not know what I beleive in but I hope that someone will keep my girl and my friends children safe in their sleep. However if or when their time comes, I know that they will have many little friends who will welcome them and keep them safe wherever they are.