Laying here with my beautiful, chubby, curly haired son falling asleep on my chest, feeling more than a little overwhelmed by the day, by life, by kids, by chaos, by not getting my way, etc. and I get a text that one of my old co-workers lost his four year old son today. And everything just stands still. I listen to Cohen breathing heavy as he falls asleep and my eyes fill up with tears. Some things just arent fair no matter how you look at them. God, please carry my old friend and his family. And please give me the patience and reflection to slow down and enjoy every damn minute of this life. Because its short. And its uncertain. And its nothing to take for granted. ❤️
Posted on: Fri, 08 Aug 2014 01:08:48 +0000
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