I am sitting here with smeared mascara and puffy eyes, yet again.
Accidents have always happened, and always will. But, unless it is someone you know personally, you do not usually follow the pain and the suffering and the details of the heartache. That was, until people started blogging.
I want to read, I want to know, and I want to think about and pray for these poor families, but is it making me into a crazy person? Is it better not to know? I was telling my mom about a terrible story just yesterday I read on a blog, and she said, "Oh, you girls need to stop reading those blogs!"
But, I honestly think that I appreciate how much my husband loves me, how full of life my daughter is, and how much joy I truly have in my simple life; because I have read over and over again, how things can change in a matter of seconds. I think I am more careful. I think I am more paranoid. And I think that is why a lot of these heartbroken mothers post their hearts for us to see. I will never leave my car unlocked while parked. I will never leave the bathroom while Kate is in the bath. I will always hold her hand in the parking lot. I always thought, "that could never happen to me", but, these mommy bloggers are me.
After I was finished reading and crying this afternoon, I got onto Facebook, and saw some update about Lost. And how amazing it was. Or how lame it was. The point is, why do I care what someone I haven't seen in 10 years thinks about a TV show?! Trivial. I don't want to be distracted from important moments, and people in my life. These mother's blogs have brought perspective into my life. For that, I am grateful.
I can't not read. I can't not listen, when they need to tell. I can't not take heed to their warnings. And, I can't not pray and ask for miracles to happen. Because they can happen, and do happen.
Accidents have always happened, and always will. But, unless it is someone you know personally, you do not usually follow the pain and the suffering and the details of the heartache. That was, until people started blogging.
I want to read, I want to know, and I want to think about and pray for these poor families, but is it making me into a crazy person? Is it better not to know? I was telling my mom about a terrible story just yesterday I read on a blog, and she said, "Oh, you girls need to stop reading those blogs!"
But, I honestly think that I appreciate how much my husband loves me, how full of life my daughter is, and how much joy I truly have in my simple life; because I have read over and over again, how things can change in a matter of seconds. I think I am more careful. I think I am more paranoid. And I think that is why a lot of these heartbroken mothers post their hearts for us to see. I will never leave my car unlocked while parked. I will never leave the bathroom while Kate is in the bath. I will always hold her hand in the parking lot. I always thought, "that could never happen to me", but, these mommy bloggers are me.
After I was finished reading and crying this afternoon, I got onto Facebook, and saw some update about Lost. And how amazing it was. Or how lame it was. The point is, why do I care what someone I haven't seen in 10 years thinks about a TV show?! Trivial. I don't want to be distracted from important moments, and people in my life. These mother's blogs have brought perspective into my life. For that, I am grateful.
I can't not read. I can't not listen, when they need to tell. I can't not take heed to their warnings. And, I can't not pray and ask for miracles to happen. Because they can happen, and do happen.
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I just read this story yesterday. I sat on my couch and bawled. I can't even imagine what this mother is going through. My baby isn't here quite yet, but I agree that stories like that one have already made me more cautious. Life is too precious to not be cautious, ya know?
Anyway, I loved this post. I always love your posts. Your blog is one of my faves!
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Love this post.
i check that blog daily and the story just gets even more and more incredible...i literally hang on to every word she says...so eloquent!!
this is my client that i train.. what a miracle!
I read that blog a few days ago, and, like you, just sat here crying and crying. I even thought about it today as I was getting so frustrated with Kyle because he wouldn't wear his jacket. I'm grateful for the perspective too.
seriously this is bizarre. i JUST read that blog. like right now. no idea how i even got there, but i just cried my way through it. your post is dead on. just tonight i was hurrying around, peeking in on olivia in the tub every couple minutes while i cleaned up her room. i just don't need to do that and i was glad to be reminded of that tonight when i read that blog. i am loving my little babies a little bit more tonight for sure!!
i could hardly make it through that blog. i agree with everything you've said, my dearest friend. i have learned so much from you, from other blogs... i appreciate peoples' honesty about their lives, because you're right.. we are them and they are us.
thank you annikans.
p.s. i copied and pasted this post on my blog... giving you credit of course. i just think you said it so perfectly, and i think people need to remember. i know i sure did. hope that's okay.
I was about to say... I would love to copy and paste this to my blog too! I agree with you 100%!!! I have prayed... stayed awake... had nightmares... all of the above for people I have read. You just gave me a new one that I have never read... so wish me luck! :)
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