I've been in a horrible funk all day. I won't go into details. When I hear about terrible tragedies happening to people, it effects me. Like I can't not get it out of my head. I love reading other blogs. Mostly I like to read blogs that have to do with women like me, young and married. There's not a whole lot of us at my age. So I was reading about a woman in Orange County that lost her husband AND father-in-law in a plane crash. Mind you they had a one year old son AND she was pregnant with their daughter. OH GOD! It's one of those moments when you ask yourself, "How would I EVER do that? How could I keep living?" For me, it never really stops. I still have parts of movies stuck in my head from years and years ago. So this will probably keep poking my brain for a while. It really puts life in a different perspective. I absolutely love Taylor. I would give my life for him, he's going to be my babies' father some day, we have our life planned out together. This woman had her life ripped from her hands.
After crying pretty much all day, she has been in the forefront of my mind. I believe these types of situations happen for a reason. They force us to look at our own lives. The way we treat each other. The way we treat the most important people in our lives. When I read how wonderful her father-in-law was, wow. That really made the flood come. I'll say it once, and I will say it again. I have the best in-laws ever. Losing one of them would be like loosing a parent. They helped raise me. They believe in me. I love them! I will pray this situation never happens to me. This day, I will at least appreciate Taylor as much as I can. Even before I read her story I had always taken some precautions before to think if it was the last day I would see him. But this drives the nail in even harder. Because of this woman, I'm making an even more honest effort to love and cherish the life that God gave me. I will also cherish it because I know He can so easily take it away.
Amen, sister. I'm the same when it comes to sad stuff. I've even told Ryan, who is trying to become a cop, that he'll have to use really good judgment when it comes to telling me about his days! I'm also the same way about treating every day like it could be the last. Not in a morbid way, just earnestly trying to make every moment count. I'll keep the young woman in my prayers. I can't even imagine how hard that must have been/is for her.
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