My New Habit

So, I've started a new little ritual lately. I'm not sure why I'm blogging about this. I guess it just feels good to put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard, as the case may be). Every night right before I go to bed, I creep into Cecily's room, steal her out of her crib and hold her for a few minutes. Partially because she's so rambunctious lately that she won't sit still, and it's the only time I can cuddle her, partially because I'm working now and I miss putting her to bed, and partially because of recent events. Last weekend I attended the funeral of a baby boy born to a friend of mine. When I found out about his death, I was absolutely heartbroken for his mother and father, and could not imagine the pain they must be feeling. I cried for them, and prayed that God would give them comfort. At the funeral, Ricky, the father of the baby said the closing prayer. He thanked God for the 5 days they were able to have with their little boy. It made me realize how many things I take for granted in this life. I want to make sure that I am taking time to appreciate my little girl and the amazing 8 1/2 months we've had with her. I want to make sure that I'm appreciating how little she is, because I know she won't stay this way for long. I want to be more grateful to my Heavenly Father for my good life. I'm grateful that I've had this experience and the things life teaches us. I have so much to learn. Thanks for listening.