Opposites

On Friday...
One dear friend was saying good bye to her sweet baby boy, Maxwell, stillborn at 38 weeks.  We gathered as friends, co-workers, family, and loved ones with her and her husband to say goodbye for a life taken way too early and to grieve with/for parents who were given such a short time with sweet Maxwell.

Meanwhile in another state in a very different situation...

Another dear friend was giving birth to her first baby.  A son, named Logan, who is healthy by all accounts.  Healthy and beautiful (boys can be called "beautiful" for at least a couple weeks!).  He is loved just as much as Maxwell, by his parents, family and friends.  But Logan has been given the opportunity to have a long healthy life, something Maxwell is stripped of. 

It's so hard to be left with so many questions and way too few answers.  Why do some babies die?  Why do others live?  One might think that after my 4 miscarriages I might have more answers -- but it's the opposite.  I'm left with more questions.  And doing lots of praying.  Praying for Maxwell's parents.  Thankful prayers for Logan's safe delivery.