This will probably come out wrong.

So I've been doing some late-night blog reading lately about people and their travels through life. These people are strong...they are blogging about losing their children and how these experiences have made them more understanding, more blessed people. And it makes me feel guilty.
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I told you this would come out wrong.
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I feel guilty that I have two perfect, beautiful children. They are full of personality and life and love. And it makes me think...How did I ever ever ever get so lucky? Why have these other good people had to lose so much? And could I ever do that?
I don't know.
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This was my initial response to all of my reading. Guilt. Then I got to thinking about it. I think that the real crime comes when parents look at the smile of their baby and don't realize how amazing that is. The true guilt should be put on the shoulders of people who have children and don't see that they are a little person...don't see that as important.
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So I've concluded that the lesson to be learned from this online community is to feel that pain of what could have been, but to be thankful, not guilty, for what has been given. Feel the wonder of parenthood. See the magic of your children.
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This post may be a little...I don't know...sappy...lame...whatever. But I had to get it off my chest. I actually cried while reading about the lives of people I'll never know. And that, my friends, is the amazing part of being a human being.