Today, I am thankful for my healthy children.
I am thankful that I am here to nurture them, and watch them grow.
As I spent time this week with family and friends of Morgan & Brooke, as I stood graveside and watched a husband and three little girls say their final goodbye’s to a wife and mother, I wept. I wept for three girls who have already faced so much, and now must go forward in their lives without their mom. I wept for a man left reeling by the loss of a child and a partner in the span of less than a month. I wept for myself, too – I had planned to call Brooke this week, to try to grab lunch, or coffee, or something, and now it’s to late. But mostly I hurt for that family.
Tragedy can hit us at any time. While Morgan’s death was not unexpected, having battled the monster that is neuroblastoma for the last five and a half years, it was still exceptionally painful. Brooke’s passing was something that struck out of left field, and was just overwhelming.
Please pray for their family. Pray for strength and comfort for them. Pray for wisdom for those of us who want to help – guidance to know what they may need, and how best to help them.
As I sat with those who have lost so much, I could not help but be reminded of what I’m so blessed to have. And for that, I am thankful.