Sad Times

We had some very sad news last Friday. Our cousin's baby boy died at the age of 3 months. I have been in a state of shock for these past few days. Yesterday was the funeral, and I have never been to such a sad and horrible experience. As a mother of two young boys I can not even begin to imagine what his parents are going through. I sat in amazement yesterday at how strong they are and the kindness and support given by families and loved ones. Why does it always take something tragic for us to realize how precious everyday is with our own loved ones? They asked us all yesterday at the service to let them know in a few months, years, or days how Baby Caleb affected our lives. I want to wait for a little while, but I will let them know that even just for one day it has affected me. I smile at my boys more, hug when I want to scream, and just realize how amazing each day is! Each day is a gift from God! Even though Caleb was only with us three short months, his life had a purpose. We might not know what it was this side of heaven, but someday we will know. I have been praying hard for the peace of the family. I know that Caleb is much better off in heaven sitting right beside Jesus, and he will never have to go through the suffering that we do here on Earth. We will all have to wait until the day that Jesus calls each of us home to see Caleb again. But in the meantime, Grammie, please hold him extra tight for all of us! I miss you....