This won’t be one of my happiest posts, I’m sure…but I’ve got to post it.
Recently I learned that a coworker of mine lost her son. Not only did she have to bury her child, but she had to make the decision to take him off of life support after an asthma attack left him brain dead. To see your child go from happy, healthy college student, to putting him in the ground…..as a parent, I can’t imagine anything worse in this world.
I’m so amazed by these little people that I’ve been so blessed to bear, and whom God saw fit for me to care for. There are times in your life that make you hug your babies tighter than ever, and this is definitely one of them.
It’s a hard thing to hear a person cry, but the worst sound in the world is the wail of a mother that has lost her child. Over the past month, there have been 3 people around me that have had to deal with such a horrible experience, and more than anything I have to admire their strength. I wouldn’t know what else to do, but lay down and die beside them.
My children are my very heartbeat, and my life. I don’t know what I did before they existed, but there’s no way that it could have been of any importance.
I have to say, I’m so incredibly thankful for the time I have with my children(even when they are beating each other up, or complaining that one or the other is breathing on them, etc….). For every moment that I am truly blessed to be their parent….. I. Am. Thankful.
PS: I would post a pic, but I’m now handing over my iPad to my 2-yr-old because he wants to play “anky buds on yo iPad”, translation, “Angry Birds on your iPad”. Yeah, the iPad is expensive….but it doesn’t cost more than my child’s happiness.