So I really shouldn't check my Facebook first thing in the morning, before my coffee, before I'm upright.
That was apparent this week:
I learned of a childhood friend who's husband is dying, and she will soon have to raise two young children on her own.
I was reminded of the year anniversary of Sandy Hook.
There was another school shooting.
A "Superman" in the body of a sick 9 year old boy that left us all too soon.
It made me wonder why it was even worth getting out of bed?
Then I will hear these words from the other room, "Can I go potty?"
And all I can think next is, I love hearing him say full sentences.
Better get up and make the coffee and start this day.
And I'll remember to not pick up my iPhone / Facebook until after I get a big hug from my sweet six-year old.