I have been rather quiet the past few days. I was a hormonal mess and all weepy and stressed out, not to mention crampy. Thankfully a little time was all that was needed to put my formerly horrible life back into perspective. After all I have it quite good. I have a husband that tolerates my PMS induced anger. I have two kids who may drive me nuts some times but most of the time they are super cute and loving. I also have a nice spacious house that is still pretty sold despite the idiocy of the former owners.
Another thing that has put my life into perspective is that I spent part of the evening baking cookies for a bake sale to help a family in the ward pay for their son's medical bills. I am not entirely sure all the issues that are going on with the cute little boy, the only obvious defect is his cleft pallet but I have learned that there are sometimes other hidden issues that can go along with that. I can't help but feel so blessed that we have good insurance and that we have not had to do the same kinds of things to pay for Evan's medical bills.
Yet while I feel my blessings, I still can't help but feel sad for all the little children in other countries that are not as blessed as we are here in the US. I can't help but feel for all the mothers who have children like Evan but who are not able to have access to the doctors and end up loosing their children. The only thing that makes this all bearable is my faith in Heavenly Father. I know that this unfairness is not permanent and the separation of the parents and children is not permanent.