Fast and Fragile

Do you ever have one of those weeks where you are constantly reminded how fragile and fast life can be?  It’s been one of those weeks for me.

First, it’s the first day of school.  Not for Grant and Maria, but this week marked the last first day of school of which they won’t be a part.  Next year they will be heading to kindergarten and I’m not coping well with that thought.  How could it be that in a couple of months we start registering?  Jeremy said it seems almost unfair that you spend the first couple of years mired in poop and trying to learn these new people and then when they are able to do more and really get involved in stuff that they get shipped off to school.  He’s definitely having his own level of anxiety about next year and I definitely teared up looking at all the back to school pictures on facebook.

Second, a friend of mine is pregnant with twins and in the hospital due to her water breaking at 22 weeks.  She’s almost 24 weeks now and everyone is still hanging in there.  Every day is precious and important and we are praying that she can continue to cook them without water for as long as possible.  If born at 24 weeks they will have a 50/50 shot at survival.

Third, a coworker had a granddaughter diagnosed with a rare brain tumor and she has a 1% chance at survival.  She’s 2 years old.  Talk about a kick in the gut.

Each of these are a reminder to enjoy and embrace each day.  We are not guaranteed tomorrow and a perfect and peaceful life can get turned on its head in the blink of an eye.  I will cherish the small moments, like this morning while I was rocking Grant and he lifted his head off my shoulder and gave me an unexpected but sweet kiss.  Or when reading with Maria and we both get the giggles because of something silly that she says or asks.  Or when they are both stalling bedtime and pop their heads around the corner and say “I need to tell you something…I love you.”


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