I'm quite somber at the moment.
I have just found out that a family that we knew from our NZ days has just lost their 5 year old daughter to cancer... also, that a family here in Sydney (whom we know of, friends of friends) with 2 young boys has lost their father to a 2 year long battle with cancer. Both of the families blog and I have been blessed enough to read their blogs over the past few months... I am inspired... I am heart broken... I am in awe... I am angry-sad.
I wish that I had the right words to say... but I don't think there are any. I watched the wife's eulogy to her husband and I sobbed... yes because it is sad and that family shouldn't have to live without their daddy, but also because that amazing woman stood with such grace and spoke with such eloquence that I was inspired to be that type of woman. Be inspired yourself by following this link:
Wifes tribute to husband
My little people and my husband are so incredibly central in my world and my world would crumble if anything happened to them. We have been blessed to spend the last 3 weeks with family. It was so lovely... It seems crazy that we had such a lovely time and then we hear sad news... but nice to get a reality check of how to enjoy the moments of the wee people. Yes, I have a faith that believes that there is a God and a heaven that I will have the opportunity to see the people that have passed on... but sadly not everyone has that same faith. I have never been one to push my beliefs on to others but if Noosh and Tad are reading this in years to come (and I am or am not around) I do want them to know that I do have such a faith and that I constantly admire those around me that have and walk through testing times and come out with such an inner strength and faith for all to see.
So the incoveniences of having a 2 year old on ones knee while trying to touch type is not such an inconvenience... cleaning up 'poo's and wee's' from the floor yesterday and today is not such an inconvenience... each and every moment, good and bad... is another moment that I have, another memory made with my little people. Some are good days, some are bad, but I pray that the bad days make the good days better, and the bad days are looked back on with humour and that each and every moment and minute counts. For me I would happily do without as I'm sure both the families above would do, just to have one more moment, and one more memory with their loved ones.
A bittersweet reality check that my little people are loved beyond description... and all my love to those families at this time.
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