Blessed

I have been feeling so sad the past few days.  My emotions have been right at the surface and any small thing can cause the tears to flow.  I received a report from Children's Hospital and it was the first one to list Waverly as 7 years old.  I cried.  Oliver attended a birthday part yesterday afternoon.  When we left, I cried.

Even preparing for Christmas has been difficult for me.  I haven't decorated or put up a tree yet.  I just have had zero desire to celebrate.  And the kids are unaware that anything special is coming.  I think that it part of it.  I am not sure why I should even bother.

And then tonight, I read about a friend.  Her daughter passed away 3 years ago tomorrow.  She had Sanfilippo.  She was a beautiful little girl - only 12 years old.

Perspective.

I was reminded that I am fortunate enough to have Waverly & Oliver here with me now.  It is okay to be sad.  It is sad.  However, I need to take advantage of the short time I have been given with them.  That means creating memories and moments with them, so I can hold onto them in the years to come.

The sadness is still intense right now.  The tears are flowing as I type.  But I am blessed to go kiss my babies good night, smooth back their hair and pull up their blankets to keep them warm on this wintery night.