Exactly 12 hours ago, we were enjoying our very first morning together, alone, in our new home. It was raining, and he “watered” flowers and “washed” his hands through the open window. So very happy; this moment was all I ever imagined, and all I could ever have hoped for. Yet tonight, I’m in my bed with a feverish little boy resting on my chest. While a fever is not at all a big deal, we never want to see our children unwell. Just goes to show how things can sometimes change in an instant. It’s so important to be grateful for all that we have, always. To push the trivial things aside and simply recognize all that truly matters.