Buying Him Time
Today I embraced my son, Elias, the one with Down Syndrome. With passion and tears I held his precious face and kissed him. "I love you, I will always take care of you. Thank you God for giving him to me!"
I know of a little boy with Down Syndrome that needs to be rescued. His death sentence is Monday, March 5th. I'm doing what I can but it might not be good enough.
A mother with twins is pregnant with one typical boy and one boy with Down Syndrome. They've made their decision. I kick and scream inside. I'm angry. If only they knew what I know.
Can I wait at the door of the clinic and plead?
Will anything change their minds?
Will anything buy him time?
Will he know life?