I am crying in my kitchen right now as I clean up the breakfast dishes. . .and last night's dishes that didn't fit in my dish washer. I am NOT crying at the amount of dishes I have to do, though they did seem sky high before I started digging in. No, I just read cjanerun.com and darn it if Courtney didn't make me cry this morning with her letter to her family about how much love she feels for her sister. I have pretty much been thinking of that beautiful young mother constantly since I heard Sunday of their terrible plane crash. I am just her acquaintance, but I find her so adorable, funny, smart and interesting. The two times I have hung out with her I think to myself "she is even more delightful in person than on her blog. How many people can you really say that about?"
Their accident reminds us of how precious our lives are and how things can change in an instant. So now when my kids might be . . .challenging. . .(have I mentioned how challenging Sophie has been since her siblings all left her for elementary school. She is like a jilted lover! Crying and clingy one second, acting out in angry spurts the next. I patiently tell myself "a lesser person would find her down right infuriating!") I think to myself, "I'm so glad I get to be here, to help this kid through this stinky tantrum!" Remembering how much you want to be a mom and the privledge it is to work at it makes tantrums seem much more temporary.
So all these thoughts--coupled with the fact that I'm listening to Greig's Morning Song AND the dishes are so smelly I'm about to have a pregnant lady gag reflex--make my eyes moist and my cheeks wet. They are close to being the happy tears, mixed with some emotional "life is prescious tears" and lots of "Stephanie we are praying for you" tears. May God grant you the miracle we are all requesting on your behalf!
If you don't know Nie-Nie, please check out her whimsical, beautiful life on her famous blog.
See about their plane crash and the subsequent events here.
And above all pray for her and her husband.
p.s. Lest you think I'm sobbing and blubbering all day, remember that I am pregnant! I tear up at the "I got a soul, but I'm not a soldier" Nike Olympics commercials right now! Flight of the Bumblebee just came on and my tears dried up instantly.
6 comments:
Wow...Jonathan had told me that Richard was pretty upset about this sweet family. I am crying and I don't even know them. Thanks for the reality check!
Congrats on baby boy soon to be in the most wonderful family's home ever!
How sad about their accident. Thank you for the reminder about what's really important.
It was in the paper here,about the plane crash, apparently her mother is a Provo city councilwoman. Same day in the paper was the story about the Spanair jet en route to Las Palmas that crashed at the Madrid airport. One just never knows. Remember the terible accident here when the boy was essentially blown up by a home made fire work, the paper said today he is making noticeable progress and hasn't had to have his leg amputated. So there is always hope.
I worked for Christian's dad when I was engaged and newly married. The Nielson family has sure had their share of trials. Thanks for posting the blog links--they made me cry too.
I know what you are talking about Becky. Stephanie is in my sisters' ward and it has been very emotional for their families. I was reading her blog and crying at the awesome comments. WE must realize how life can change in just one moment and enjoy every crazy second we have:)
Wendi
so sad, I can't stop thinking about her, and I've never even met her. Life is precious, and I'm glad to have a sister like you that I know would do the same for me. By the way why don't you just send Sophie my way for a couple of days, we'd love to have her, seriously. Think about it. Maybe after we get back from Utah you could give yourself a break.
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