Heavy Heart
Since this past summer I have had a bit of a shadow on my heart. I have been following two blogs about some precious, sweet, desperately sick little boys, both of whom have recently passed away…one was barely 9 months old and one was almost three years old. Here are their stories through their parents’ words if you care to read: http://randycourtneytripproth.blogspot.com/ and http://jamescamdensikes.blogspot.com/
I also know another precious young couple who lost their baby boy late summer/early fall after an extremely premature labor and birth. Their little man lived but a few hours, but he made an everlasting impression on so many people in his short life.
There are many other women from all avenues of my life who have lost children, and I wonder…why them? Why babies? What for? And it sticks with me. All my friends’ losses all stick with me and on the off days when I can barely handle my two boys, and I get frustrated and upset…I feel so guilty when it is sometimes a struggle for me to remember that I am a lucky girl. I have healthy boys who both came from perfect and healthy pregnancies and I should thank my lucky stars for my two blessings. I don’t know why God chooses some so young, but if these tiny angels have done one thing, it is making me appreciate my little loves and our indefinite time on earth. I hug them a little tighter, read them one more story, give them an extra Nilla wafer, stay at the playground a few extra minutes, rock them a little longer before bedtime…
Take a few minutes to tell the people in your life that you love them. Do it today, do it now. Tomorrow isn’t guaranteed.
XO
