No words...

      It's early in the morning and I still can't sleep.  I was up reading a blog last night about a little boy who had cancer.  It shook me to my core and I sat in bed weeping. 
    When I decided to keep a blog, I wanted to keep it light, happy and rarely serious or deep.  I wanted to create something fun for our kids to have.  Something they could read and laugh about when they're older.  That's just it.  As parents, we assume our kids will grow up to be strong and healthy...and be older.  We go through each day, some good, some bad...but often taking for granted that they're healthy (and wild) little ones.  
    The mom who wrote her blog about her little boy has gone through hell.  She writes of the struggles and nightmares that they went through and how she has to try to get through each day without him now.  Her little one lost his battle to cancer.  
    My heart aches for her and for anyone who has gone through this.  I don't even know how to think about it...there are no words.   I will hug our kids much tighter today and thank God for them.  I'll be praying for her as well and think of her...and her little guy.