I told my friend that whenever I start worrying about a certain research project, a certain paper, a test, or even desperately missing my boys, all I have to do is think about what we've been through with Jack and suddenly, almost completely, that worry disappears. It's one of the blessings of having Jack in our lives.
Perspective. How can I not brush something as trivial as a paper off? Of course I want to do well and to exceed at school and I will try my best. But in the end? It doesn't matter so much. Having Jack honed my focus on what is most important. Just living. Breathing. Health is something I took for granted before having Jack and nothing will ever compare to the worry I felt as I helplessly watched Jack struggle to live.
Being four years out, I can now find the blessings in it all. My perspective is forever changed. Nothing is more important than my little family and our health. The little, teeny tiny hardships are really just a blip on the radar.