I wasn't prepared to be hit so hard by Sheryl Sandberg's (amazingly and eloquently written) post, reflecting learnings from her husband's recent death (found here: https://m.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10155617891025177&set=a.404308695176.365039.717545176&type=1&permPage=1).
But there I was, sitting in my parked car, wiping away the never ending tears, trying to pull myself together to walk into Logan's school and cheer him on, at his end of the year concert this morning, and instead thinking how Sheryl's learnings not only apply to those dealing with loss, but also apply to anyone who's been hit with a tragic event in their lives.
I found so many of Sheryl's quotes quite personal to me. Gaining a more profound understanding of what it is to be a mother? Hello! I never knew what to say to others in need? Yes. But certainly one that resonates quite loudly, as I think about how our lives changed after Callum's diagnosis last year, is the observation that "whatever rug you are standing on can be pulled right out from under you with absolutely no warning."
That observation is so very scary and so very true. And it rattles you to the core when it happens. But then, it *does* give you a chance to kick the shit out of Option B, now doesn't it?