It is amazing the perspective losing a child (let alone two) gives you on life. My perspectives have changed. I have learned that life is too short to be angry over petty things. I have also learned that life is too short to sweat the small stuff. The important things are Blake and Joseph, everything else will fall into place or fall out of my life. The little things just don't matter anymore. Losing your children so young just makes you not care. Don't get me wrong, I care about the important things.... but how many times do we waste time arguing, worrying, or being unhappy over trivial things? I look back and wonder how many times my day was "ruined" over something rediculous.
After watching Ethan and Jacob fight for every second they had, the small stuff doesn't matter. Life is too short. I try to cherish every single second I am given on this earth, and I lose a lot of respect for people who don't. My boys fought to be here. They deserved to be here. They were taken too soon. Because of them, we should all cherish our time here a little more.
It is shocking how many things I have learned from my boys. It is also amazing how their lives taught me so much, in such a short amount of time. They were truly special.