I feel the need to write about Roger's cousin Tymon and his wife Bridget and their life in the last 2 weeks. I am inspired by their strength. I have really come to realise how precious life is and how much I take for granted. Almost 2 weeks ago, Bridget and Tymon had to bury their 15 month old little boy. I have never been to a more difficult funeral. It was so devastating to watch them bury their baby. I came to a realization that I need to treat each day as precious. I need to try a little harder to kiss my children more, to tell them I love them more, to read more stories, to play more, to dance more, and to make more memories. I want to try a little harder each day. I want to try to yell less and praise more. If this tragedy had to be, I, at least can take something from it and do better at being a better mom, wife and friend.
Jesus Said Love Everyone
6 years ago
