Today, I've been thinking about all of the ways that I am lucky. I have a great new job, a wonderful husband and partner, and a beautiful, smart, happy, loving and -- most importantly -- healthy son. Not to mention my terrific, supportive friends and family.
And, ironically, as I write this I'm listening to "Lucky" by Jason Mraz and Colbie Caillat.
I've been thinking about my good fortune today, because I found out my friend's 5-month-old son may have a really terrible health issue. This beautiful little boy, really just a tiny baby, will have surgery in two days to explore a mass in his abdomen. His parents are consulting with oncologists -- cancer doctors. It's every parent's worst nightmare.
He's not even my child and every time I think about it I start to cry. I cry for his pain and suffering, his worried parents, his big sister, who must be very confused. And I cry because I know it could happen to me, too. All of a sudden something really terrible could be wrong with my little boy with no warning whatsoever.
But instead of dwelling on the what might happen, I'm trying to focus on what I have, because what I have is pretty great and I don't want to take it for granted.
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