So many times I have been told (recently) how much more I will appreciate life now because of that thing I was diagnosed with last summer (I don’t like giving my power to that word) but let me tell you-I already appreciated life.
I already appreciated the little things.
I already woke up every single day grateful for another to be alive and for my family to be living.
I already knew the fragility of each moment and how life can change instantly.
I already treasured my family and these two precious boys and my husband that I love so much.
I didn’t need a scary thing to happen (again) to remind me.
I don’t remember much from before our time with Ruthie (I think grief has a way of taking your memory) but I’ll tell you every single day for the last 7 years I have lived my life gratefully.
So hopefully the universe gets the message that I don’t need any more “lessons”. I got it already!
I love my little family and am SO grateful for them...and am always aware that there is a little girl missing from our family picture who I miss more than words-even when I don’t say it aloud.
I am mama of three beautiful babes; two sons whom I have the privilege of raising and my daughter who lived for 33 sacred days.