I'm feeling a little mushy today.
I've been over on the Hearts of Hope blog. There is a contest to win a lovely bracelet and to enter you just have to share what living with a child with CHD is like. Each entry is more beautiful than the next. People sharing their stories of hope and perseverance. How they learned to live life to the fullest, to appreciate the little things, to have an attitude of gratitude. It's just inspiring.
Then I read the next entry down. Dr. Mainwaring is bringing a little boy from the Republic of Kyrgyz to Sacramento so he can perform lifesaving heart surgery free of charge. Our group is going to help support the family through their stay here. As I read the comments from our heart families I got tears in my eyes and started to cry. I am so impressed by everyone's willingness to help a family they have never met. All we know about them is that we share a common bond because our children have broken hearts and we desperately want them to be well. I just feel absolutely honored to be among such special people, who in the midst of their own struggles feel compelled to reach out and help someone else.