There something about the death of a child that really makes you reevaluate your priorities. Even if you think you’ve been doing pretty well, up to that point, you start to genuinely take stock of things and make a point of spending time on the essential things, instead of just the important ones (or even the unimportant ones).
Case in point: last night, Mommy told Daddy that when he got off work, we would be finger painting, as a family. Daddy was absolutely ecstatic. We’re together as a family every single day, but how often do we actually do something really special, like that? As it happened, circumstance rendered the session a bit later than expected—we actually did it, after supper—but wow, did we have a great time just being together, a family like our Father in Heaven intended. ☺
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