Hudson is sick today. I don't fret about sickness too much. I know it won't last long, and he will be on the mend in no time. I do my best not to complain, because I know that in general, I have three healthy kids. I should not be allowed to complain, because I know there are many parents out there that struggle every single day with issues that I can't even begin to imagine when it comes to their babies' health.
I have put a few things up on facebook about a family friend whose ten year old son has lived with a condition called EB. If you don't know anything about it, please look it up. I can't even imagine what this child and family have had to endure, but he is tough, and so is his family. They are currently undergoing an experimental procedure to help him, and while I'm not usually a "praying" person, I think of him every day and night and continue to hope for great and amazing things for him.
But here's what I believe. My friends who have children, those with EB, blind, autistic or paralyzed, have been chosen specifically to raise these babies. No one else could do a better job. No one else is strong enough. No one else is committed enough. These families are amazing to me. I am awed by them every single day. Kevin and I aren't that strong, nowhere near that tough.
So, while I have been blessed to be given healthy children, the children who do struggle have been blessed to be given the family that will see their miracles through. Whatever they may be.
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