When you want to complain because daycare costs are so high, take a breath.
Somewhere there’s a mom who’d pay anything to bring back that debt.
When you want to stay at work for just 15 extra minutes, wrap it up in three.
Somewhere there’s a dad who’d go back in time to come home early.
Sleepless nights, irrational fights, noise that’s white, dim or bright night lights, remember it will pass.
Push through it with a smile, because somewhere there’s a mom who’d want it all back.
Try to pick your battles wisely – especially when the power struggle is strong.
It’s ok to get upset, but don’t stay that way for long.
Somewhere there’s a mom who’d let a little slide,
to together get to the fight’s other side.
When you can choose between looking at your phone or being present in the moment, take a pic and drop the device.
Somewhere there’s a mom whose phone photos will be all that can suffice.
When you start to say no to one more hug, one more song, one more snuggle, one more kiss-
Remember there’s a dad who will always wish for those things he shouldn’t have to miss.
When you’re frustrated and sad trying to get siblings to play nice, be thankful instead.
Somewhere there’s a brother whose sister’s memory is now a blessing in his heart and head.
When you’re upset with yourself for yelling too loud or too much, next time try to be kind.
Somewhere there’s a mom who can only replay the past in her mind.
This is an ode of advice from me, to me.
Because losing a child is an impossible, unbearable, an unfathomable place to be.
I make these mistakes, as I’m sure many do.
So this is a perspective that may also serve you.
These thoughts were coming to me as soon as I heard the news. It is a moment I will never forget. I was at work and received an email with the unbearable news that a family I recently reconnected with had lost their 4 year-old daughter. Within 24 hours, I had to start putting these thoughts on paper and out of my head – because I couldn’t think of anything else. Having a 4 year-old myself and knowing the mother of this little girl – it just hit too close to home.
I only met Layla Bober once, but even in that one encounter, I believe what everyone says about her adorable and spunky personality and that she and her only slightly older brother were the best of friends. I only wish I was able to spend more time with her. My heart goes out to this amazing, community-driven family, as their course has been altered in ways no one could imagine. As they begin to pick up the pieces, I want to share the link to their GoFundMe…. even in the wake of an experience no mother or father should have to deal with – they are raising money for the organizations that Layla loved and lived for. Please donate – and follow, as I am sure what the family does next will continue to take something negative and turn it into as many positives as they can.
Go Fund Me Link was posted with permission.