Blessed

I have been keeping up with a blog about a little boy named Ethan Powell for the last year (www.ethanpowell.com). He was diagnosed with Leukemia when he was two months old. He has been in and out of the hospital (mainly in) since then. He just died today. He was a little over a year old. His parents had such huge faith and believed in the power of prayer. It truely was miraculous that he lived this long. It just really puts life in perspective. I am so blessed to have two healthy boys. I am blessed to have my four month old wake me up several times in the night. I am blessed that my 3 year old can run, and make me laugh like no one else. I am blessed to feel my two kids snuggle with me every night before bed. I am blessed when my child gets mad and throws a fit because at least he is here on this earth with me. I cherish every moment with my children. The thought of something happening to them is the worst possible feeling in the world. Life is so fragile and can be taken away so easily. I can't even write anymore through my tears. Basically this depressing entry was just to say that I love my kids and am grateful for every moment I have with them.