It has been a couple of days of extreme happiness and extreme sorrow in my life. I guess that is the way life goes sometimes though. Hubby and I traveled to Boise, Idaho this past weekend to see our newest grandbaby. She is our first granddaughter and our fourth grandbaby, three of those have been born in the last six months. As I cuddled her in my arms I couldn’t help but think about how blessed my life was and how grateful I am to have everything I have, including these new grandbabies. This was the extreme happiness.
Six weeks ago my niece gave birth to a beautiful baby boy at 24 wks. She lives in southern Utah, about 5 hours from me and he was life flighted about 2 weeks ago to a hospital just an hour from me. It has been a constant fight for him and on Sunday evening she called me and asked if I would go and sit by his bedside until she and my sister could get there because he wasn’t going to survive. What a humbling experience it was! As I sat there and sang songs to him and told him stories, a little bit of guilt crept in and I couldn’t help but think how unfair it was that I had four grandchildren and my sister was losing one of hers. But then it occurred to me that she was the lucky one, she had been blessed with a special grandson. Not that all the grandbabies aren’t special but according to my religious beliefs this little guy was such a special spirit that he only needed to be here long enough to receive his body and then he could return to his Heavenly Father. This was the extreme sorrow.
These two experiences have once again reaffirmed to me the fact that life is fragile. We should not take our loved ones for granted and they need to know how much we love and appreciate them. Life can be tough at times and we need friends and family around us that we can rely on to share the burdens. I am grateful for friends and family that have been there for me to appreciate the happiness in my life but who are also there to grieve with me.
