I woke up today prepared to begin the month thankful for all the wonderful blessings in my life.
And then I read that my friends son lost his battle with cancer this morning.
Those thankful thoughts kind of flew out the window.
I don’t know what I would do if I were to lose one of my children.
I kept thinking that it’s not fair that this little boy had to suffer for so long. That it’s not fair that his parents had to let him go so prematurely.
I thought about my friend and tried to put myself her in shoes, wondering how I’d survive something like this.
And then I read the words she wrote to her son and I realize that she’s just grateful that she had him for the time that she did and that he is no longer suffering.
If that’s not the perfect example of gratitude, I don’t know what is.
I’m thankful for her little angel who has been the best example of strength, endurance and hope one could find. And I’m going to try to be more like him. And his parents.