Lately, I've started reading stories and biographies of extraordinary people. My goal is to learn from the experienes of others-see how they have dealt with hard times, how they have built themselves into the person they now are, or learned from their mistakes.
Right now, I am reading, "In the Absence of Angels," by Elizabeth Glaser. It's about a woman who discovers she has the AIDS virus and that her daughter and son have it too. Back in the early 80s when AIDS first started becoming recognized, after a complicated pregnancy, Elizabeth gave birth to a baby girl. Immediately afterwards, she hemmoraged and needed 7 pints of blood. The blood turned out to be tainted.
She only finds out about 5 years later. Her daughter contracted it through her breastmilk and son in the womb. It's a heartbreaking story but the story itself doesn't focus on death, buth rather pediatric AIDS, and the fight to garner attention, research, and funds.
I can't ever imagine losing a child, and I pray that I never have to experience that. And while my struggle can never even compare to hers or her family's, I hope I can learn more grace by following her example.