This parenting gig is hard. Whether you have one or multiples, whether they're healthy or sick, there are varying degrees of difficulties that we all deal with. But when I hear of a sick child who is dying, I suddenly feel so grateful for my screaming, scratching, bawling, clawing children. And I send a little prayer of thanks to God for these amazing beings he's saddled me with and I apologize for all my griping.