Milo

Milo was written about Milo.

He’s the third grandchild. From a young age (he’s still only five) he always struck me as a force of nature. A natural athlete I think.

But even that force of nature is human. He had a bout of pneumonia and flu at the same time this year, which would have been horrible for his parents to witness up close. We had something similar with one of our boys when they were young. It’s horrible to see young life in a vulnerable state. And my heart, like yours no doubt, weeps for anyone who loses a young child.

Milo came through and is nearly back to his indomitable self. We do what we can to protect, encourage and teach our young ones. But still bad things can happen.

Life, for the most part, isn’t in our hands. And that is what makes it so precious.