I am sorry for the silence on my end these days. This has been the craziest summer I've had as a mom. And there have been some unexpected twists and turns here and there. Today was one of those. I attended the kind of funeral you hope never to; it hit me full force as I watched a couple wheel out a tiny pine casket with yellow and blue flowers on its side. My cousin's little eighteen month old daughter was killed in a tragic accident over the weekend. I tell you, I just wasn't sure if I could do it. I was starting to count the number of funerals I have been to that have involved family members over the last few years, and this makes number six. I just couldn't bear the sadness, you know? But then I decided that it would be better to show my support, and I was so glad I went. Yes, it was so gut-wrenchingly sad! So different from any other funeral I have been to. I hope never to have to attend another one of its kind again.
So, hug your children a little tighter tonight, for me. Drink in that beautiful little-one scent. Play an extra five minutes, be a little more patient, offer a kind word. Tragedy can strike any of us, at any time, no matter how vigilant we are. These little ones are such gifts. I don't want to take this day for granted.
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