This was the first time I ever seen Clay's eyes. He was about 4 days old and on ECMO, his poor little face was too puffy to open his left eye.
This was such a special moment for me. Clay looked and looked at me with that one little eye as I talked to him and cheered him on.
I felt such a connection with him that day. I could see a sparkle in his eye told me he was alive, and he was not giving up.
Here we are, nearly a year later--eyes still full of sparkle.
Clay's soul is alive.
And I am so, so thankful.