Wednesday, May 21, 2008

When I Grow Up


by Toby


I have lived in the NICU my whole life. It is a nice warm place and I like it here. There are lots of nice people. I think they are my friends. One of the best things is the schedule. First, they feed me. Then, I sleep. Then, they feed me again. Then, I sleep again. And then? We do it all over. Sometimes they do things I don't like; but when I complain, they always stop. Or I cry until they do.


They are teaching me a lot here. Mommy says I can learn about God by watching them. Already, I think I know many things about Him. He is kind. He is gentle. He smiles a lot. He always gives me what I need. He does a lot of work behind the scenes plus He is always there night or day when I need Him. He listens to me when I cry and likes to make me happy. But He does do things I don't like or understand if it will help me get better. He knows a lot more than I do. But He is always very patient. These are all things my friends here have shown me.



Someday, I will not live here anymore. I will do something called "growing up". When I do, I want to be like my friends in the NICU. Some are called nurse. Some are called R.T. Some are called doctor. And some of them I don't even know their names. But they are all beautiful; Every day, Mommy and I thank God for them and for all they are teaching us about Him.

(A special thank you to one of my nurses who made me my scrubs.)




1 comment:

Unknown said...

Wow, that's good stuff :)

Tiger