While I was in the hospital, I met, and cried with, a mother who had been pregnant with twins and lost one of her sons while in labor. Today, I met another foster Mom who had lost her boy/girl twins at 22 weeks. Many of us are members of the child in Heaven club. It's a sad club but honestly, knowing that others have gone through similar heartaches makes you feel not as alone.
You go on because you have no other options. I have hope for the future and wonder in what each new day will bring. I am blessed. I have Mark. I have the Three Stooges. Knowing that the Three Stooges will, more than likely, become the Two Stooges soon, makes me sad. But knowing that we saved her life, we took her in when her only other option was being put to sleep, and we gave her a good life, makes it all worthwhile.
Snuggle with your babies.....human or fur.
Take the time to say "I love you" to the people you love.
Offer a shoulder to cry on, an ear to listen. Helping others helps you survive.
Never leave someone you love with angry words. They might be the last words you use with them.
Appreciate what you have.
Mourn your losses. Don't be afraid to talk to others about their losses. It helps.
Be understanding. We all go through some kind of Hell in our lives. It's okay to lose it once in a while.
It's okay to ask for help. Friends don't mind.
No one's battle is worse than another's. A battle is a battle, big or small.
Help when you can. Help as much as you can. It feels wonderful.
It's so true. It's a shame that more people don't stop to think what might be going on in another's life before they act or speak.
ReplyDeleteWell said my friend, well said.
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This is a great post. Sometimes we need posts like this for a little inspiration.
ReplyDeleteGreat post! Simple things are big.
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