No poem, just a thought....

There are times in your life when you feel like you are the only one who has ever experienced what you are going through. Preparing to send your son on a 2 year mission is one of those times. Like when you are pregnant ( no matter how many times you have been) or preparing to give birth (again, no matter how many times you have) or when you send your youngest off to school for the 1st day, or when you suffer a miscarriage, or your husband misses an important event, or your kid is the one screaming in Wal-mart because they didn't get the toy they wanted, or you wait for your grandchild to be born, or you grieve over the loss of your father or you pray for your children to make better choices......I have decided we are given these opportunities so that we can have have a greater empathy for those who go after us and share these same feeelings. How great is life that there is a plan? So greatful to know that we have a loving Heavenly Father who knows us and understands us so perfectly. Tomorrow is Zach's farewell, ( I know they don't call them that anymore but I am showing my age!), as I help him prepare his talk I realize that he doesn't really need me to, he's just asking out of habit. Maybe I have taught him a thing or two....I sure love him.