Friday, January 31, 2014

Hitting close to home

Earlier this week, a cousin of mine returned home to heaven to be with her mother. My cousin Jennifer was taken from the world way too early, or so it seems. We were never really that close, but she is only a year older than me, she was too young to go. 

God has a plan for all of us, I don't care what others may say about it, I believe it 100%. A close friend of hers put together a FaceBook page for friends and family to share pictures, comments, and support for one another as a tribute to Jennifer. I am amazed at the overwhelming number of people she touched throughout her life. Within a day or two, there was nearly 400 people on the page, commenting, and sharing memories and photos. 

Jennifer's mother passed away several years ago unexpectedly. My mother-in-law was diagnosed with triple negative breast cancer late last year. Situations like this remind you how delicate our lives are. 

When my wife and I adopted our first child, we made a promise to each other. We agreed to look at each day as though it was our last. You will NEVER have this day again, your child will NEVER be this young again. Time passes to quickly, live in the now!

I was talking to my grandma just yesterday about my grandpa. He died over 20 years ago, I was 9 I believe when he died and you'd think I would have lots of memories of him but I don't. The one memory I have of him, is me sitting on his lap, and him rubbing his face on mine with his 5 o'clock stubble scratching my skin. Grandma tells me that she constantly begged him to stop doing that, if he did, what would my memory of him be? 

Over the last few years we have taken multiple vacations. Not because we are "loaded", but because right now, my focus is on making memories with my 3 sweet little boys. Each night before bed, we have rituals that never change. Water and vitamins, story time on Parker's bed, family prayer, and then I take the time to ask each boy what his favorite part of the day was. If I am taken tomorrow, I want to know that my boys remember me for something. What if I don't wake up tomorrow? What if we get in a terrible car accident and one of my boys leaves us? What memories will I have of him? I know this sounds morbid, but what if? 

Too many people get to old age and look back and have numerous regrets. I make a conscious effort every single day to live life to its fullest. I don't want to look back and regret anything. 

Some people don't know that I am a "stay-at-home-dad". Whenever I say that to anyone, they almost cringe! "how could a man take care of kids?" I walked away from two successful businesses to stay home with my boys when our twins came home from their 12 week stint at Intermountain Medical Center. We were not about to have a daycare raise our kids, not to mention the cost of daycare. I am one of the fortunate ones that "gets" to stay home with my kids. Now this does't mean that I sit at home and pick my nose all day. I get more "work" done that I would if I worked two 40hr per week jobs, all while taking care of my boys. 

Getting back on topic; take each day, one day at a time. If today sucks, make the best of it! Laugh! Give your kids a hug and kiss before bedtime. You never know maybe you won't get another tomorrow. 

"Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, Today is a gift, that's why they call it Present"

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