What am I Doing Here?

Sometimes I do make sense

It looks like I have been in a coma or a cocoon or maybe another time dimention because I have had little if anything to write about. I guess that I could just end here but I'll try to put something worth reading. Hm. Give me a minute. It's almost here. Oops. No not that one. Ah----done that one.
I could just tell you a synopsis of all my other ones but then, that's a wash out too.
I just read about a lady who jumped out of her apartment window, eight stories up, with her ten month old baby in her arms. She died and the baby lived. If you can call living with some health issues living. I cannot imagine a loving mother having that thought.
She could have just thrown the baby out. No, then she'd go to jail and have to remember the screams of the child.
She could have given it up for adoption. Or maybe she'd feel guilty about not trying.
She could have tried to get some medical help, if the price wasn't too high.
She could have prayed for a miracle. Some miracles come true. Some do not. What the magic is to get your prayer answered is still a mystery to me. I am 0 for 5 in big time miracles to come true.
The article did not say what the child's problem was. It also did not tell the reader if the lady had a husband. But the article did say that there was a 7 page suicide note under her bed. Why under the bed?
Well I hope the best for the child. The article I read did not say if it was a he or she. But if the little one does not survive, maybe it can be an organ donar and help some other child live. Then the lady's attempt to have a little good come out of her action can be theoretically be okay.
Did I make sense? Maybe someone will respond.
Good night!