This week my heart is very heavy. On Monday I found out that a woman I have known most of my life gave birth to baby girl and the baby did not survive. I don't know details and I don't need to know them. What I do know is this is something no parent should ever have to go through. She will bury her child on Saturday and my heart is breaking for her and her family. I know she has a very strong faith in God. That faith will help her through this time. She lives in my hometown and I can't be there for the funeral. To be completely honest, I'm not entirely sure I could go even if I lived there still.
All of this has shown me that I need to be more grateful for what I have. I have two children who drive me crazy and push all my buttons, but they are the loves of my life. This week they both have pneumonia and have been pushing me to the edge, but I wouldn't trade it for anything else. They are happy, bright, funny, sweet and loving. So, I will hug them harder and longer and tell them everyday I much them. And I will pray for my friend to find comfort and peace in her other children.