Faith, fish and the meaning of life...

My sister and my nephews are here visting from California. I haven't seen them in about two years and we don't know when they will be back in NC after this.  So needless to say, we are all thrilled.  Even though Connor hasn't seen them since he was a year old, he sees pictures and hears about them all the time.  He had no problems adjusting to being with them at all.  We decided to all go the aquarium.  It's most likely a sight ot see in itself, my sister has four boys, and I have Luke, Connor and Everley. We are like a traveling circus.  (All of the kids behaved though WOOOO)  But anyway, it's tourist season here and with the possiblity of more rain, the aquarium was packed.  This tought us a brand new lesson about Connor: he does NOT like crowds one bit. 

Connor was showing the tell tale signs of unhappiness.  The twitch, the tongue sticking out and smacking himself in the head.  He wanted me to hold him a lot or he wanted to hold his Aunt Erin's hand.  As we kept walking, it got more congested with people, the more congested it got, the more I saw fear in Connor's eyes.  So what do you do?  We went into the shark exhibit, found a nice spot in the corner to sit with our backs against the wall so Connor can just look around and know no one was behind him, and we sat.  I held Connor on my lap and rubbed his head.  Luke pointed out all sorts of fish to Connor and Everley picked her nose, of course.   We just sat there and watched the fish and the people.   It amazes me how understand Luke and Everley are.  Maybe because they know no other way to be.  I'm always in amazement of my kids. All three of them.  We eventually made it out of the aquarium, unscathed and without any metldowns. All of us together.

I've mentioned it before but it weighed on my mind yesterday a bit, why is that we are given certain things it life to deal with? Why do some have it so easy and others have constant hurdles? I am not overly religous.  I do believe in God, very much so, but other than that I just don't know.  But the more time I sit and question why, the more I realize what a waste it is.  Why focus on the boohoo when I can focus on the good things?  You endure things in life.  It happens.  You don't know why, you may never know why. You just do what you need to do to get through them. 

You live life the best you can.  You constantly improve yourself. You have to be willing to be learn things, even if it's from children.  If it is in your power to help someone, you do it, no questions asked and wanting nothing in return. You love with your whole heart. You be as honest as possible, especially with yourself and you just continue to live life.  And most importantly be grateful for everything you have.   Connor's not so good day would be a miracle for someone else. 

 "I'll love you forever,I'll like you for always, As long as I'm living, my baby you'll be."