Rowan said something last night, that was just so sweet, so special. It sums up his heart and faith, perfectly. It was just a sentence or two, but it deserves it's own entire blog post. It's that important.
I was cooking or cleaning up in the kitchen. I was most likely tired, and I'm sure I wished I was in bed already. And out of the blue, Rowan said, "Mommy, if I could make a time machine, I would go back in time and live my life all over again. That's how much I love my life."
Talk about being stopped in your tracks. Talk about perspective. Oh how I wish we all loved our lives as much as Rowan does. If you took the time to read or calculate all he's been through in 9 short years- the doctors, the medicines, the "pokes", the fevers, the surgeries, the hospitalizations, the funerals, etc., you would realize... if he can love his life, how can I complain about mine...ever.
Because, in good times...
...or even in bad...
Rowan loves his life enough to live it over again.
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