Fly High Smiling Angel

Recently, I read a post that broke my heart in a million pieces on Facebook. I am a member of a card group that sends cards to sick kids with life threatening sickness. One of the kids I send monthly cards too passed away last week. This kid, as they all are, are special to me. But, this kid had the most beautiful smile that you can ever imagine. Each time his mom posted a picture of him he was always smiling. And with all that life threw at him he could smile through it all. When I was feeling like I just couldn't take another minute of going about my every day life with all the stress and doing this and that for everyone around me I would take a minute, sit down, breathe and then think of Garrett. I would think of his sweet smile holding up a card and his mom saying how thankful she was for him and the cards and how she would post a video of him opening the cards on his page. I would think if that kid could smile and enjoy his life then I don't have any room to complain about anything that I was going through that day. I would think that I am healthy, my son is healthy, sometimes a pain in the neck, but he is healthy and can run, jump, play, talk, and laugh and do all the stuff that ten year old boys are supposed to do and not supposed to do at times. I think about my mom, no she is not in the best of health but she does the best she can and reminds me of a little solider sometimes, she can march as fast as she used to but she is still marching forward. I think of all the blessings that I have in life. I may not have all that I want in life but pretty much have all that I need to survive. 

I think of that sweet little boy and remember that sweet smile and then I smile. I know that he is looking down on us and running and walking in heaven and smiling down on each of us. At least that is what I would like think and that thought keeps me smiling through it all, good days and bad days and days in between.