It’s hard after a day like today to see the positives.
I started my day reading about a lovely family that has endured so much loss, it’s unimaginable.
My heart was so heavy. It remains heavy at this late hour.
It became even more important to me to focus on the good and to focus on my many blessings.
I decided to honor the loss that was being endured by focusing on my own blessings – I knew that was one way to honor this remarkable family and more importantly, their son.
It was like Madison knew I needed her embrace. I came upstairs, and she came running to me with so much joy on her face – her little mischievous giggle, arms wide open. My child who can be my most worrisome with her special needs and stubborn nature, has also gifted me with such love and I feel so blessed because of that.
It’s quite remarkable just how much love my three daughters give me. I often feel unworthy.
We spent several hours today together focused on fun, which included heading out for a play date so we could be in the company of those who often bring us comfort and joy – good friends.
As I continued through my day, I was reminded in my thoughts that I need to cherish the simple gifts I’ve been given.
Silly moments with paper towel towers….
and little treasures that express love from my oldest child…
And then, refocused, refreshed, I rose from my nap with the twins (because, snuggles with them mid-day seem to be a norm around here) to the news of the Boston Marathon explosion.
And, again, my heart plunged into sadness. My mind has been fixated, and I am just SO disheartened.
So, I watch… and I zero in on all this negativity for a bit, until I then see, the helpers. And I realized, amidst this chaos caused by a few (or perhaps only one), there is still so much good.
I saw two men in military uniform go into the area following the bombing and immediately begin to pull scaffolding and bleachers off of the injured.
I saw strangers helping strangers, people running in to the bomb site rather than away from it, trying to help those in need, without concern for themselves.
I began to focus on the helpers.
And I was touched.
Sometimes, the simplest of things say the most – I came across a quote, from a childhood gem, a man who was a part of my life for so many years as a child … a quote that helped me remember that most people are good.
I’ve been at a loss for how to tell my oldest daughter about this event – but I was reminded as I walked her into Gymnastics gym to the loud discussions of parents about the events unfolding in Boston, without concern of the little ears surrounding them, that I had to find a way.
I realized that she was going to learn how to cope with these tragedies from me, or from those around her who create even more chaos and anxiety through their discussions – without regard for those who aren’t equipped to deal with them yet.
Not only did I speak up to those mothers, as my 7 year-old sat next to me, to please, wait to discuss the unfolding events until the little ears were in their class, but I also finally found my way to helping her through this time through a simple quote.
So as you sit glued to the unfolding events, remember the little ears that are listening and remember to keep them in mind. Keep their exposure limited, but understand that they will hear about this, and it’s ok to talk about it. And, I think the above, might be the best way to put their hearts at ease during this time.
I know it did mine.
Finally, say a prayer or three. So far, that’s the number of lives lost, and there are so many more in critical care. It’s our job to continue to spread the positivity as much as we can so we can lift up those who have been devastated by this event as well as teach our children how to cope with events like this, because the sad truth is, they will happen again.
So with that in mind…
Focus on the helpers.
Focus on the good.