As a mother of three it is so easy to get caught up in my own little world. My itty bitty frustrations. Like a toddler who won't stop taking the spices out of the lazy Susan. Or the six year old twins who insist on making everything a competition. The laundry strung all over the house. The mulch sitting by the back door instead of outside. The hand or nose prints all over the sliding door. The never ending dishes because we know I don't actually mind the laundry {it's my favorite!} But there are certain mothers. Mothers that put my little complaining to shame. Mothers who literally have to fight for the lives of their babies. And those are the mothers who challenge me to be less whiney and more thankful. One of those mothers is Aubrey. Her little princess was born with a form of a heart disease called Hypo Plastic Right Heart. Today this precious little girl is having an Echo, EKG and chest xray, Thursday a heart cath an...
"we tend to stay away from mourning and dancing. too afraid to cry, too shy to dance. we become narrow-minded complainers, avoiding pain and also true human joy. while we live in a world subject to the evil one, we belong to God. let us mourn, and let us dance." -henri nouwen