(I was holding this post because I wasn't sure I wanted to share it, but I read Jen's blog today and decided it was time.)
In 2004, my son's best friend was killed in a car accident on the way to school. He had just gotten his license and car. Jim was a genius...very smart...could have been anything he wanted. He was in the band with my son...everybody knew him. Everyone liked him.
2 years later, one of my daughter's best friends was killed in a car wreck also. This was a stupid accident...the kids were riding down "thrill hill" and lost control. Patrick was also in the band with my children...a tuba player. A great kid! Very outgoing. He stayed over at my house a lot. He had just survived cancer and a year of chemo.
If you've never held your child's hand in a hospital waiting room as the decision to stop life support was being made...be thankful. My heart broke.
If you've never been in a room with 200 grieving kids... be thankful. I held children, tried to comfort them and tried to answer their questions of "why". My heart broke.
If you never been asked by a parent to call six children to be pall bearers for their son...be thankful. Each boy I called said..."Ms. Debbie, I'd be honored." I heard this each time I made the call. My heart broke.
My children have given me gray hairs, have made me cry, made my heart bleed for them, and have put me on my knees to pray for them.
I forget sometimes just how lucky I am to have them with me. I am thankful.
So, today...hug your children and tell them how much you love them.
Sorry, kids....old picture!