Not even close to being a Wordless Wednesday

M and I started watching "My Sister's Keeper" tonight. I have had it from the video store almost a week now and have not had the courage to watch it yet. I read the book by Jodi Piccoult for book club - it is still my favorite pick of the books that we have read. I knew, knew, knew that it would be a tear jerker for me - it has proven to be just that so far. My DH looked at me about 15 minutes ago and said that we needed to quit for tonight as he couldn't do anymore tonight. I had to clarify if it was because he was tired or emotionally wrung out. He said "Both - I have kids, two little dollies at that." I think any parent cannot help but be emotionally connected to this story, we all put ourselves in the place of both the mother and the father - what would we do if, God please never my kids, but if something like this happened to my child? To my little A Bean...
Or my K Bear...
Or my R-A-Roo...
I think I would rather die myself. I love this little people so much and would go to hell and back for them, probably fight for them until my last breath. It's what we parents do.
And then I think, "How blessed am I? How blessed am I - that I have three beautiful, HEALTHY children? Thank you God, thank you so, so much for everything you have given me."
Now I am going to go say good night to my kids. Hopefully they don't wake up, though if one does, it'll give me an excuse to cuddle them back to sleep. I may cry on them though...