Did you guys see the video of the guy singing “Blackbird” to his son in the NICU, after his wife died in childbirth?  The son died shortly thereafter.  I tried to watch the video but only made it about 30 seconds before I had to stop it to avoid crying.

It’s so easy to get caught up in the day-to-day flow of our little lives, but something I realized after Matt died is that there has always been grief and tragedy everywhere.  It’s all over the place.  And it breaks your heart but somehow, at the same time, it also is a thread connecting all of humanity…which can be such a beautiful and encouraging thing.  Grief and sorrow can make you retreat within yourself and build up walls to guard against more grief and sorrow…or, if you let it, it seems to me that it can make you more tender and open by realizing that you are not the first person nor the last to have your heart completely and utterly broken.

Anyway, just a thought.