Washbe,
I haven't been around to support in the early days of your son's accident, but I want you to know I'm praying for both you and him.
God knows your heart, Washbe, and he understands. He isn't keeping score as to how many prayers you have or haven't offered. He's there, watching over you and your son.
You hang in there, Washbe, and know I'm lifting both of you up today,
Big hugs,
Hangin' In