Am I grateful?

Today, I read two blog entries from another mother. She lost her son last month. It breaks my heart. Yesterday and today, she posted that she missed doing his laundry (even though it smelled horrid) and washing dishes and cleaning up after his kitchen messes. This got me thinking. Am I so busy complaining about cleaning up messes and tackling piles of laundry that I forget how blessed I am to be doing them for my children and my husband? Have I forgotten that the messes mean the precious beings I love so much are home with me, where they belong? I think I have. These moments don't last forever. Even if I don't lose them in some tragic way, eventually, these days will pass and I won't have the ability to do these things for my children. They will no longer be home, they will be living their lives separately from mine. I hope before that day comes, I will remember how truly blessed I am and that I will be grateful for every moment, because, I am.