So what do you say to someone who has just suffered a miscarriage or infant loss? When you know someone who just lost a child, there's always this burning need to say something in order to comfort them. But a lot of times, even if you mean well, the words just don't come out right.
Today was one of those Saturdays when you just wanted to curl up on the couch, watch TV, order Chinese food and eat it from the box. So I shared these thoughts with my husband, hoping he would get Chinese food takeout. He didn't. He did even better.
It breaks my heart to write this post especially because it is in such stark contrast to an article that I just posted about spending the weekend in the beach. I feel like I just came from a sunny, bright and cheerful place and was thrown into a dark, gloomy and desolate dungeon.
Saturday morning, the sound of the ocean waves and the sunlight streaming through the window woke me up. We're at the beach, and it made me smile.
As parents, we try to raise our kids in an environment full of love, kindness and laughter. We teach them to be gentle and peace-loving, and tell them that fighting or hurting another person whether with action or words is unacceptable. And then they go out into the world and see this harsh reality-- that not all people are kind, or gentle, or peace-loving.
There is a constant debate about the benefits of getting a flu shot and from having given so many flu shots in the past, I can pretty much put people into 3 categories: 1. Need it, want it; 2. Need it, don't want it; 3. Don't need , don't want it.
I love tea. In fact, whenever I feel that I can't survive a day without coffee, tea always gets me through it.
My husband had already taken the kids to their piano lessons, so there I was, alone in the kitchen, contemplating on whether I should cook dinner or buy takeout. I decided I would cook dinner.