Over the past few months, I have been told a lot that knowing and meeting Aiden was a blessing and a miracle. I have always thought and felt that way but suddenly the last few times I have been told that I actually got a little mad and I really hate to admit it (that is where the guilt comes in) but I did. Only because I was thinking the whole time, I would rather him be here with me than be a blessing and/or a miracle. I hate having those thoughts but it's the natural instinct of being a mom and wanting her child with her.
All this being said, Aiden is a blessing and a miracle and I am so glad I was blessed to be his mother, that I would not trade for anything.
I guess the devil is trying to get in my head and I don't like it one bit. He is the one who took Aiden from me and God is the one who graced me with Aiden's life, even if for a short time.
Hope you don't mind the ramblings and thank you for listening!
Every good and perfect gift is from above