My own Silent Night


My Christmas Eve / morning picture is not like everyone else’s.
My Silent Night means no more monitor alarms blaring and Daddy resting peacefully.
My view isn’t a Christmas tree with presents, but a sleeping dad and nurses’ stocking hung from the nurses station.
Thanking God Daddy was not more seriously hurt and praising Him for my own Silent Night.

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