Last night, my wife and I took extra long looks at our children as we watched them sleep before heading to bed ourselves. They looked more fragile, precious, so much younger in their sweet sleep. We talked about how grateful we are for them. We breathed deep as we smelled their heads when sneaking in a last kiss good night.

This morning I read a mother’s painful words: “What can you do so we don’t lose him?

I am more grateful for what we have in this world, and driven to more effectively connect us and the knowledge we need to answer her question.