i don't know what i would do if one of my parents were hospitalized for a serious injury. i look at young kids and teenagers who seem to take it in stride and try so hard to seem like they've got it all together. sometimes they really do, and sometimes they just don't want the attention that being upset gets them.
two of my youth have had to experience this in the same weekend (not even in the same family - so two different moms have ended up in the hospital with some pretty hardcore injuries), and it has completely broken my heart. i want to try so hard to act normal and not make them feel like they've always got to be reminded when they just want life to feel the same again, but i need for them to also know that i'm here for them in case they AREN'T okay and need anything from me.
but what's amazing to me is how resilient and faithful and trusting they at least seem to be. i can't know what's happening in their hearts but even though my heart's been so heavy and burdened, i can't seem to shake the awe i have for their bravery and strength for such young people.
what i've learned about myself is that i need to remember not to take those i love for granted, because i tend to do that so easily. i forget that life is truly fragile...that we are always only a breath away from eternity. it's both a scary and comforting thought.
i can't count how many times i've said "i love you" in the past two days.
sigh.
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