So, I'm watching my friend's little man today and as he and my son are beautifully getting along it hits me that he's only two months older than what Gabe should be. Crazy. As many times as I've been around him, I've never even thought about that! So, I have to make a decision. Be upset and start a tangent of what-if questions? Or, give it up, and enjoy my day.
I think what's been helpful this morning is that I have received two emails from two griveing mommas just today. One, a precious mother I just had to privilege of meeting in person who lost her angel a few short months ago, the other momma still pregnant with her angel baby, dealing with carrying to term. Both reaching out to talk to me, someone who's been in their shoes. It makes me feel amazing. It makes me focus on them, and gets my mind off of me. It's so easy to feel sorry for yourself, get stuck in your head, etc. But, if you focus on others, suddenly your load doesn't feel so heavy. Love you girls!