Life Isn’t Fair… So What Do We Do About It?

“If you get home and I’m not there, your work shirt is in the dryer and I am at the hospital.” Life isn’t fair. That’s the thought that crossed my mind as soon as I sent that text to my son yesterday. As soon as I hit send, a wave of grief washed over me. Grief that this was our normal. That they were so used to me being at the hospital they wouldn’t be concerned. Grief that I wasn’t there for my kids. That I wouldn’t be there to hug them and ask them about their day. Grief for all that my mi...