My 3 month old son had a major operation on his lung 2 weeks ago. It was one of the hardest times of our lives. Our son was an inspiration. I took this photo of him holding onto my finger. He always calmed down if he was holding onto either mine or my husbands finger. That particular day I was wearing my ‘hope’ ring.
Although at times I felt hopeless, I had to hold onto hope that he would get better and be home with me soon. My son held onto me. Hope got us through it, together. I thank God everyday for my son, a fighter and an inspiration!