Last night I was feeling a little sorry for myself because I've been shunned yet again (long story), I was dwelling on how hurt my feelings were and why I let the same old same old keep bothering me. This morning, however, something happened that put everything all in perspective and I don't feel like I have the right to a pity party anymore. Today should have been an over-the-top joyous day for my friends Kellie & Flint, instead it has turned into a day of unspeakable heartache for them and their families. One day after her due date, Kellie went into labor; I don't know what happened exactly, but just a few minutes after their sweet baby boy entered this world, he went back to his home in heaven. My heart just breaks for this couple and their families. I can't imagine losing a child you have waited so long to hold in your arms. I can't imagine going home to see a nursery you had ready only to know that your sweet baby boy would never sleep there. I can't imagine why this couple, who will be such wonderful parents, had give up their child when so many women who don't want their babies keep having more and more.
Why does it take some tragedy to make us realize what is important and what shouldn't really bother us? I just hope I don't forget the lesson too quickly.