I know someone who's very young daughter has leukemia and I think about her often. I wonder how the heck a parent can have the strength to deal with an illness of that magnitude taking over their child's body. How can you cope daily with the knowledge that she has a life threatening disease? Survival rates and quadrupled in the last 30 years or so but still.....how scary.
And whenever I think about this I realize how lucky I am that my 3 girls are healthy. Because cancer is something that happens to "other" people, you know. You never think it's going to hit home, but you can never know for sure. That's why, I want to hug my kids a little tighter at bedtime, sit on the couch and read to them a little longer and play with them a little more because it could all be taken away someday.
I really hope that my girls know, that they REALLY FEEL, like I love them more than anything in this world. Every moment with them is precious. The tantrums, the arguing, the whining and all the other not so great moments....that's all they are.....moments. And I'd sure want them all back if I didn't have them anymore. And for every bad moment, there are a thousand great ones. It's all worth it.
I thank God for every single moment I have with them. Every hair pulling, Calgon take me away, I wanna drink wine til I'm in a coma, moment.