The one thing I should probably not do when I am by myself is watch movies that make me cry. There is a new show- "The Heart of Christmas" that I watched tonight and cried through the whole thing. It is based on a true story of a boy named Dax who was diagnosed with a very aggressive form of Leukemia. After a couple transplants that were unsuccessful, his parents were told there was nothing else they could do for their son.
Knowing that their son probably wouldn't make it to Christmas, they decorated, and celebrated around Halloween. He died a few weeks later. This is a picture of him- he was only two.
Now that I am a mom, shows like these aren't just sad. They are a reminder of how precious life is, and how real situations like this can be.
How can a parent lose a child? How do they ever go on? How do you watch your child suffering and there be nothing you can do to ease their pain? How can you hold them in your arms knowing that it could be the last?
It is something I hope I never have to experience- I don't know if I could do it.
While watching the movie, I thought of the Savior. And while Christmas is a time to celebrate His birth, I find it hard to not also remember His death. Even though He was an adult,Mary watched her son die. She saw Him suffer, knowing there was nothing she could do. Heavenly Father graciously gave the life of His Son, for us, for me. He too, watched His Son suffer, and die. What a gift, that I often take for granted.
I am so grateful for this season. For the reminders I have to remember what is really important in life. My family, faith, friends, and my Savior. I am quick to forget this often as life gets busy and I get wrapped up in the things of this world.
I am so grateful to know that no matter what happens, I will be with my family forever- FOREVER! What sweet peace this brings me, and what an amazing blessing.
I love my husband, and can't imagine, without breaking down to tears, what life would be like without him.
I love my son. He is the most beautiful human I know- so innocent and full of love. I love that he gives me big kisses, that he laughs, and smiles, and brings joy to our life.
I am so blessed, and want to make a more dilligent effort to remember these blessings everyday- that I might not take them for granted like I have. For in the end, all that will really matter, are the important things.
