Why does life have to be so hard? Why do parents have to lose children? Why do children have to be abused? Why? Why? WHY??? I have been catching up on some of the blogs that I follow and have found myself in tears while reading a couple of my favorites.
I have had so many moments in my life where I have asked "Why?". Whether it was my early childhood, adolescent, teen, or adulthood years, I've had my share of heartbreak and drama. However, as I'm reading the blog of a mom who unexpectedly lost her 1 year old (almost the exact same age as my baby girl -- I cannot imagine!) or looking at the picture of my sweet friend's abusive father, I am quickly reminded of how blessed I am. My heart breaks for their loss and their pain. Nothing I have experienced compares to either of their unimagineable circumstances.
It's easy to fall into the trap of feeling sorry for myself or wishing things were different in my life. Tonight, I was reminded of all that I have to thank God for. My husband, amazing children, incredible friends, a great job...what do I have to complain about? Sure, my days could go better. I wish my husband was sometimes more helpful or my children were a little less needy, but REALLY??? What do I have to complain about?? My life is far from perfect, but reading and thinking about the heartache and trials of others has definitely given me a new perspective.