861 days 74,390,400 seconds 1,239,840 minutes 20,664 hours 123 weeks 2 years, 4 months, 9 days Lately I have seen many of my friends doing these thankful challenges and frankly they strike me as odd. Why would one have to be challenged to express their thankfulness? The time that I have posted above, that is what I am thankful for. These mere numbers represent the gift of time that I have had with my son thus far. Every day I tell my son (more times than I can count) that I am thankful for him, for another day with him, for his life. I praise God for blessing me with another day to love him and hold him in my arms. All too often (I am guilty too) we find ourselves so wrapped up in life and all of the things that we have to do that we are forgetful. We forget that our babies are all that really matters. We forget that our babies are only babies for a little while. We forget to tell them that we love them as we rush out the door. We forget to kiss their cheek as we rush them off to bed only for the same spastic routine to begin again the next day. I am faced with the knowledge that my son is going to die long before I am ready. Long before I feel as though I have said enough I love yous. Long before I feel that I have given him a satisfactory amount of kisses. I find myself, many times a day, letting my mind wander into the eternally grateful pool of thought for my son. When I get off of work and rush to pick him up, I allow those thoughts turn into words and actions. I fall in love with my son over and over again many times a day and I am not ashamed to let him know it :) I let my love for him drown out the sorrow of what is to come. If I dont think about it then I dont have to feel it. If I dont feel it, it does not have to be real. If it is not real, then......I have lost nothing other than the few breaths that it took for me to tell him how thankful I am for his life and another day with him. I ask all of you reading this to stop tonight when you get home. The dishes can wait, the laundry will still be there, that phone call can be made later. Grab your babies, your husband, whoever you love. Hold them close and tell them how thankful you are for their life and for another day to love them. Dont wait to be challenged to do so. Love without regret.
Posted on: Mon, 04 Aug 2014 19:42:41 +0000
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