Today I promised myself (again) that I would not be distracted by trivial things. I will try to listen to my kids more and embrace them and trace their faces with my fingertips at night when they are asleep.
Sometimes we get second chances to love and hold our kids. Sometimes we don't. This is Sara's story about second chances. (Sara is a neighbor of my friend Rachelle Szymanski who lives in Provo, UT.)
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
rocked to the core
Posted by karen at 11:57 PM
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5 comments:
oh yeah now i know what u were talking about. gladhes gonna b ok! rock em, hold em, look in their little eyes. good reminder
I love second chances! This family's story is so inspiring. She was on the news tonight at 6 and they're going to show more at 10. I'll send you a link so you can watch it when it's over.
Karen, I can't even think I am so shaken by this story. What is the outcome? That poor little guy. Oh my gosh. I am speechless.
Boy, found myself blubbering over this one ... He looks like he's had an amazing recovery so far ...
bawling too.
scared the crap out of my husband and boys. i'm sure rob thought i was in another depressive cycle. crying for no good reason.
thank you for this reminder.
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