Bear lost his voice when this all started. He can talk but it’s a whisper and sometimes difficult. Lately it’s been better, raspy, but a voice.

Today he got up and said, “how’s the weather?” I said, “I haven’t been outside yet.”

And we stopped. He started to laugh, I started to laugh and cry, as he said, “MY VOICE IS BACK!”

It’s the little things that make you know that God is listening to our prayers.
Bear’s voice didn’t stay strong, but it didn’t disappear either.

And I am so very grateful to God.