I wish everyone would read this. The whole world. I dont even know where to begin. Here goes nothing.
There
once was a time where I thought my life was perfect. Bad things just dont happen to people like me. I have all four grandparents. Never experienced a death in the family. I was petrified of death. I also am ashamed to say this, but I will because I am not afraid to, and I know that many people feel this way but would never admit it. People's misfortunes, sadness and heartache, never really effected me. Maybe its because I didnt share in it? Maybe it is because I was a oblivious, naive, young, inexperienced etc. Hearing of others sadness I would think about it for a moment and move on with my life. That stuff was just too sad and its not like it would happen to me anyways...
Fast forward
I no longer have all four grandparents, and the first funeral I attended was my own daughters. So I am forever changed, and I am upset it took that much for me to realize that.
I am compassionate on all levels, and sometimes it still surprises me. What I put up with and what I do for others. Every single BLM I know I think about almost daily. Every story of loss I hear I am so very sad. Weather its a pet, a family member, a child, a old friend from high school. It all hits home. I have to reach out because now I know that reaching out means so very much.
I had a few very best friends in high school, needless to say we are not friends anymore. Just lost contact, of course there is face book, and email. They did not contact me, to tell me they were sorry...nothing. You know who did? People I have never ever met. My husbands friends from highschool who I have never met. Friends of friends, and people I merely "knew" in high school. That meant so much to me. People I would assume just don't care, really truly did. Warms my heart!
Please think about that the next time you hear of someone that is going through a loss. Reach out to them, it could help them in ways you would not imagine.
I truly feel like there are a lot of people that are just like the old me. Why read a blog about sad things? Why read about anything sad? Even people in my life, people I know, people I am friends with. While you can't change the way one feels.I can honestly say every single person on this planet could really learn from someone who has gone through a life changing event. Weather its the loss of a child, a mother, or someone who has a child with special needs. Every single person who is going through something unimaginable can teach someone something. How to live and love. How to not fear death. Dont worry, its ineffective. Just because you loose your job, your car is totaled, or you got your purse stolen. That is nothing. Look around you.
There are some blogs that inspired me to write this post and I would like to share them with you.
Do you know what EB is? Its unimaginable...that is what it is. I read constantly about Tripp and am inspired by the patience love and understanding Courtnay has for her son.
Read about Tripp here
A mother that lost Twins due to HELLP, then lost her Rainbow baby at 23 weeks. Courtney is pregnant again and yet still has Happiness and Hope in her heart. Now thats inspiration.
Read about Courtneys Journey
Then there is Kristine mother to Cora, who died at 5 days old in her Mothers arms. She now saves lives.
Find out how Cora saves lives!
These women are all inspiring and we could all learn a thing or two from how they bounced back from the depths, what they are doing to hold on to hope.
What should you know about "us"? Yes our lives have ultimate sadness, but you can learn from our sadness and how we made it bearable, how it forever changed "us"
