May 10, 2009
A family came into the store this morning: a father and four pre-teens, probably ranging from age 10-15. They were there to buy a memorial bouquet to put at their mother's grave.
I barely managed to keep the tears in.
My life is good.
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Posted by: David Boxenhorn at May 11, 2009 01:58 AM (DR5l7)
Posted by: Sarah at May 11, 2009 06:16 AM (TWet1)
That's why I never take anything for granted. When people complain to me about their parents, I listen as a friend and say nothing. When people are unreasonable about their parents short comings I remind them that parenthood does not come with a rule book.
When they complain too loudly about the bickering or the neediness or whatever their 'issue' is. I gently remind them that some day all the things they are currently bitching about they will miss and wish they had back even for 5 minutes. And then I also remind them I sadly know it as a fact.
Even with everything that went on this weekend, my life is still good. Thanks for posting this Sarah, I needed a little reminder this morning.
Posted by: Mare at May 11, 2009 07:06 AM (y9A8i)
I know I certainly welled up when both girls remembered at the same moment that they great-grandma card they wanted to get would not have a recipient this year. I wanted to buy it anyway.
I'm having trouble with perspective at the moment, but I'm working on it.
Posted by: Guard Wife at May 11, 2009 09:19 AM (qk9Ip)
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