Yesterday, I needed a break, so I went Facebooking, of course. I see in my news feed that Noah's good friend from college, Dusty, posted a video. I'm nosy, so I went to watch it. And he did warn viewers before watching the effect it would have on you. I did not heed this warning and clicked on the link. I read the video's description and immediately knew two things...1. the floodgates were about to open and 2. I was still going to watch it.
Boy, oh boy. TOTALLY put things into perspective for me. I won't tell you what the whole video is about, but it tells the story of Dax, a sweet little boy with leukemia and how much he loved Christmas. I immediately knew that if Mom saw the video on Dusty's page, she would dehydrate herself, so I called to tell her not to watch it. So, she told me just to tell her about it...and I start into it and by the end of the conversation, I was drenched again.
I have days that I'm stressed because I'm busy at work and because I have my daughters at home with me and it's a lot for me to handle sometimes. That's what I'm stressed about? I have an AMAZING job. I have my DAUGHTERS at HOME with me. What in the world do I have to complain about? How dare I look at the girls when I'm super busy and say, "Seriously...could you hush for a second?" I have a JOB. My girls are perfectly healthy. I have the most wonderful husband. My girls can cry all they want. They can pull on me and whine for me to pick them up as much as they want. I'll lose any amount of sleep...I don't care. I'm so happy to have them. David and I are so blessed. Shame on me for hoping for a longer nap so I can get stuff done. And shame on me for being stressed over completely trivial things. Thank you, God...for Dax, his family, and his story.
Unless you are a robot, you will cry. So, if you're at work...prepare yourself to drown in a pool of snot and tears.