we've had a bit of a sad week. my stepson, luke, lost a very dear friend, mason, last friday. he was only 16 years old. just a kid. so young. so, so sad. in his passing i have been reminded of a couple things...God never gives anyone more than they can handle. this has been exemplified for me by mason's family. they have handled this tragedy with such grace. i just cannot imagine. i'm also reminded that every day is a wonderful gift. even those rushed, chaotic days. those filled with screams or tears- or more often than not both. in fact, those days may even be the very best because when they are all said and done, i still have my sweet family to share it all with.
this reminder couldn't have come at a better time. the boy has been having some difficulty with his asthma. his pediatrician put him on prednisone. let's just say prednisone & the boy are not the best of friends. my adorable. sweet. wonderful boy becomes, shall we say, a bit unlikable. i know, i know. completely out of the question, right? trust me on this one. i desperately needed the reminder that 'this too shall pass' and that despite the current situation, i am deeply blessed. beyond words even.
the boy & i took a walk together this evening. just the two of us. we didn't go anywhere special or do anything particularly amazing on this walk. just walked. held hands. talked. and laughed. oh, and hunted for "big wocks" (read:big rocks)... these moments, and my boy, make it all worthwhile. and i'm certain that when i'm old and gray i will look back at these moments & know, without a doubt, that they were the good ol' days.
putting a wock in his pockey.
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