The Last Day...

Can you believe it is the last day of February??  Already??


The last day of February sort of sends a signal that spring is coming, especially with this year's super mild winter.  There is still plenty of time for a little snow, though...

It's also the last day of Heart Month.  I'd like to end this Heart Month by posting something paramount, something that would showcase a bit of wisdom gained from my years in the role of 'Heart Mom'.

I can't seem to get past ponderous.  The more I try to think about it, the more I face my biggest fear--fear itself.

About a year and a half ago, I met a fellow Heart Mom.

In real life.

That doesn't happen often, even though there are many of us.  To meet someone with a child like mine, in an every day-random-sort-of-way....never happens.

But, it did.

Our kids, close in age, were born with similar heart defects.

Now, I'm not claiming a BFF situation.  The truth is, we met a couple of times while she was taking care of my mom during a hospital stay.  Afterwards, we did some messaging and we planned playdates that never happened.  You know...we are all so busy...  We celebrated the good and prayed for the not so good.  And then, with little to no warning, her child...died.  Last week.

Rocked.my.world.

Reality slapped me upside my head.  My friend buried her beautiful, almost five year old, full of life, perfectly adorable child last weekend.  (I wish I could share a photo, but out of respect, I'm keeping the details to myself.  I'm sure y'all understand.)

I can't stop thinking about her.

I can't stop thinking about how much I still take for granted.  Every day is a blessing.  Every day is a blessing.  

Every.single.day.

If I can just pass THAT message along during Heart Month, to myself and to all of y'all, then I've accomplished something.