Thoughts Thursday: My cup runneth over with love

Okay, so I’m having one of those tears-in-my-eyes-all-day kind of days. Everything is making me feel not only super-emotional, but super-grateful in a my cup runneth over kind of way.
(Sometimes in the mornin’ when shadows are deep
I lie here beside you just watching you sleep
And sometimes I whisper what I’m thinking of
My cup runneth over with love
Sometimes in the evening when you do not see
I study the small things you do constantly
I memorize moments that I’m fondest of
My cup runneth over with love
In only a moment we both will be old
We won’t even notice the world turning cold
And so, in these moments with sunlight above
My cup runneth over with love
My cup runneth over with love
With love)
Last night the three of us brought dinner to and visited with BRH’s grandad. He has been on his own since their dear, angelic, Granny passed away on New Year’s Eve of 2001. Seeing AJH really seems to brighten his spirit. She wowed him with her new clapping skills…
…and he recited “Annabel Lee” to her, a poem he has known since grade-school. She sat on my lap, cooed and touched his face as he recited, “It was many and many a year ago,in a kingdom by the sea, that a maiden there lived whom you may know, by the name of Annabel Lee…”
He loves that her name is so close to “Annabel Lee” and it was so special to see their interaction together. I promise to get it on video next time because I never want her to forget a moment so pure and beautiful.
My cup runneth over with love.
We came home and I saw a Facebook friend post that she had to take her 12 month old son to the ER because of a fever and low white blood cell count. You may remember my post about “Iron Aiden” and his journey to fight against pediatric cancer. In early May 2010, baby Aiden was diagnosed with rhabdomyosarcoma (RMS), an aggressive type of muscle cancer. They are currently on week 27 of his 54 week chemotherapy treatment plan. I read his mom’s current blog post and was sobbing within minutes. It is not fair. I don’t understand. It doesn’t make any sense for a child so small to have to go through such a fight. And his parents? I can’t imagine how they are getting through this…But I know that PRAYER is a large part of the equation. I encourage you to keep them all in your thoughts and prayers as they get over this hurdle and as Aiden continues to fight.
I started to watch this video on the Journey 4 A Cure website and selfishly couldn’t get through the first 30 seconds.  If I can’t even watch the video about these precious lives, how are these parents able to live it? I can’t write about Pediatric cancer without thining of MaDee…this is near to our hearts because we lost a friend to cancer last February. She was an amazing person and only twenty-two when she passed. It is sad and horrible and makes no sense and it isn’t fair. But we love her and we want her story to go on forever.
The thought of my own healthy little girl sleeping soundly in her room upstairs tied a knot in my heart.
My cup runneth over with love.
My husband asks why I put myself through reading and watching such sad stories when I know they’re going to upset me.
And I say, through hysterics and sniffles, “Because I can’t sit back and pretend it’s not there.”
Just like Reece’s Rainbow and all the babies waiting for their “forever family.” My sister and I looked at this site over New Years and of course, we cried and cried. And we want more than anything to make life better for them. One day maybe we, or someone we know, will be able to adopt one of these precious children. I know MaDee would’ve adopted them all if she could have. For now we pray and pray and give money when we can. My cup runneth over with love.
Please click here to see more waiting children. If adoption isn’t in your plan, you can donate money to help families pay for the large expenses.
Just like those who lost their lives in a senseless shooting, including nine-year-old Christina Taylor Green, whose funeral services will be held today in Tuscon, Arizona.
Just like the fact that there are MILLIONS of people who suffer from mental illness…and it’s not just going to go away.
I know it seems like there is absolutely nothing we can do to change the horrible things that we see on a daily basis.
But that is no excuse. Please don’t turn a blind eye. Do what you can. Spread the word. Give money to the cause. Raise awareness.
Count your blessings…
…and “make it beautiful” when you can.
With the help of NDSS, Annie Clancy, a Connecticut high school student, was able to join designer Anya Cole in her studio to learn about fashion design and production.
As I write this, the Pandora gods have chosen to play “Salvation Song” (no joke.)
Sing with me.
“We came for salvation.
We came for family.
We came for all that’s good, that’s how we’ll walk away.
We came to break the bad.
We came to cheer the sad.
We came to leave behind the world a better way.”
-The Avett Brothers
My cup runneth over with love.

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