When your child is sick, your holiday will look different.
When you travel 11 hours in a car in one day with your sick child, your holiday will look different.
When four eye drops a day with an overtired child becomes your new normal, your holiday will look different.
When your child finishes every meal on your lap, your holiday will look different.
When your sick child’s nap gets cut short by their healthy sibling, your holiday will look different.
But when you finally let go of control, your holiday will be different.
Because Thanksgiving, Christmas, and every special family celebration aren’t about the perfect picture, the perfect meal, or the perfect child.
Holidays are about unconditional love and acceptance – the only gifts we give and receive that truly matter. And a sick child has this way of stripping us down to our base.
Who will we be when the most important eyes of all are watching?
Today, I chose gratitude.
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