Song of Solomon 2:11-12
For lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come
Last year, I woke up on this morning, and my life had changed. I was the mother of a child with cancer.
Today, I woke up, and --at least for the moment-- all is well.
What shall I do with my new life.
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Today I was thinking about who I used to be before our diagnosis and how I miss that girl I was. I also thought I had better appreciate who I am now before I change yet again because of something else. It's not a bad thing, really, to have this new appreciation of myself and the world around me. It's scary how life can change instantly -- forever.
Congratulations on reaching the one-year mark. If anybody knows how monumentous that is, it's me. It's a bittersweet time of reflection, but don't forget to celebrate it a little bit, too.
Hugs to you. :)
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