When people post on Facebook about their “miracles” or their child getting over something major or the “close call,” I can’t help it. I’m pissed. I’m angry. I’m jealous.
It’s not that I would wish the bad stuff to happen to my friends or their families, their children. It’s not that.
But it is SO not fair that we had NO chance to save Nolan. none. His “close call” happened in bed while he slept so he didn’t get a “miracle” and he didn’t get over his something major…. His close call was the final call & it killed him in his sleep. no warnings. so fairness here whatsoever.
So when someone else gets a miracle, I am pissed as hell that I did not.