Molly could be weighed against feathers.
She is so little for all the machines surrounding in the burn hospital, giving and taking.
She had suffered through God knows how many surgeries, not to mention the endless skin-graphs.
Did I tell you we met her in China at the burn hospital in Bejing?
So many children, so little time!
You know the feeling of wanting to take them home with us in.
We brought a big white stuffed dog for Molly.
When our Tyler bent down eye-to-eye with Molly he gave her his high-beam smile (a wonderful gift in itself); then, he took the big dog out of it’s red package and handed it to her.
We were all happy-surprised when she reached out on her own to take it from Tyler.
She turned to her mother and hugged her with her dog between them.
Every door in my heart blew open.
I was full of love for Molly, but I had some questions.
When she leaves here will she be stroller’d out into the great outdoors?
As she grows, will she pedal down neighborhood streets on her two-wheeler?
Will the other children accept her?
Will she swing around the pole of parking meters?
When she sleeps will she reach out for stars?
I look at her mother and remembered every emotion rocking her heart.
All I want to do is to sweep Molly up and rock her for a solid month-and-a-half.
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