Lastweek, I had the privilege of meeting my beautiful nephew, Benjamin, in Gainesville. While this experience in itself was surreal and a happy dream, I was also struck by a few realities that were not previously on my radar. First, Benjamin’s medical team is marked by kindness, rapport with one another, and passion for Benjamin’s care. I loved hearing his physician tenderly refer to him as “papa” as he assessed him. I am grateful to know that in the many hours Benjamin is there, he is in an environment not only of expertise but of compassion. Secondly, though, I was struck by the impossibility of and anguish of my sister and brother-in-law placing him back into his hospital bed when they leave at the end of the day. While snuggling this sweet baby, you can pretend, even if for a second, that all is well. But saying “goodbye” and leaving and waiting and waiting some more for his hero heart is another category of pain I was not prepared for. After this sweet visit, I am renewed in my prayers for Benjamin to remain healthy and strong while he awaits his hero heart, and I am renewed in my heart to pray this hero heart comes swiftly. The impossibility of this prayer is not lost on me either, but it is all I know to offer up to God, trusting that he can sort it all out. And I close my mind and whisper this back to the only one able to heal and bring Benjamin home, “Whom have I in heaven but you? And there is nothing on earth that I desire besides you.” Psalm 73:25