LIfe...

Life is a funny thing. The other day Jonathan and I sat down to watch a show. It turns out this was one of the worst things that we could have done. The show ended up being about a little boy who dies and is a ghost stuck on earth. He had returned to the family car that had stalled on the railroad tracks...and just thinking about that makes my heart hammer in my chest.

Naturally my reaction was not pleasant. I insisted that we move and I sat on the couch and cried like a small, emotional teenager...what a natural reaction right? Well for me it was. I'm a mother and seeing anything happen to a child really bothers me. I couldn't ever live with losing my children. I don't know if I could survive that. My babies are my world. I love them with every fibre of my being and it makes my heart ache to even consider the dangers that are out there.

Needless to say, after the show, I had to go and give my little ones kisses.

Another story that really hurt me was about the little 4 year old boy who was playing with his family at Utah Lake and fell into the water. He was 4. My little Hannah is 3. A thing like that could happen to her...or Liam. he's brave and adventurous. So many things could happen.

I know, however, that despite the types of pain it would cause, I couldn't deny the love that the Lord has for me. I know that I would see them again and be able to always have them near me. But...it doesn't make it any easier to think about...

And so I try not to. The children and I live for the moment. We enjoy each other's company and we strive to be a happy family.

Forever and Always.....