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Today is one of those very emotional days that we moms have every now and then. And I can't really explain it. One minute a happy article is bringing tears to my eyes and then this happened.

As I'm working away in the afternoon, this little boy knocks on our glass door. I smiled and motioned for him to come in. He politely asked for a cup of water. Of course we gave him some water. He asked if he could take it with him. And he said "thank you so much" on his way out. 

This really struck an emotional cord with me. This little boy was right around Rhylan's age and out walking around by himself. It tugged at my heartstrings and made me realize just how blessed we are. Not all kids have the life that my kids do. Yes there are times when we struggle and life isn't always easy, but we work to give our kids the best life that we can. 

Do you ever watch you kids eat dinner and thank the Lord that you are able to feed and provide for them? I find myself doing that often knowing that there are kids in this world and practically in our backyard who don't always know when their next meal will come. 

I just hope that one day I can make a difference in the lives of children who are less fortunate. Sometimes it takes a small occurrence, such as a little boy asking for water to really open your eyes. And I hope that my sharing this will do the same for you. Sometimes as parents we often wonder if things could be better or if we are doing enough for our kids. We often take the little things for granted. 

Even if we don't have as much as some, one thing is certain. My kids will never have to doubt is just how loved they are.

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