I am grateful for my life as a mother, and my children are a blessing in ways I can only begin to realize. When my thoughts run to the morbid, I try to remember that none of us is guaranteed life without pain. Through articles in magazines such as Welcome Home we realize that strength is provided from many sources on an as-needed basis. One more piece of advice is to turn off your television. Look around at the world you really live in.
People live through all sorts of tragedies.
When my first child was placed in my arms in the delivery room, a physical sensation of pure love, like a waterfall pouring out of my heart, flowed to this baby. I was, and continue to be, astonished at the depth of my love for my children. Yet this intense connection also fosters fear. I know the unbearable pain of even imagining my child suffering. The only solution for me is to work on my spiritual life.