![]() I can't help but feel grateful for the new life that God has given me. A little over three years ago, I couldn't take my kids to the park and now here I am swinging with a toddler in my lap. I was able to do this without worrying if I would fall off the swing or drop my little boy. And we had so much fun together!
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I have been feeling a bit stressed these past few days while thinking about my book that I desperatly want to finish. With stress, comes lack of sleep. Lack of sleep causes balance issues and issues with my hands ( I have dropped my keys many times this week, but that's okay.)
While being overwhelmded with the project of trying to review and edit my book, I can't help but pause and thank God for all of my blessing. When I go to bed I thank God for all He has given me and that helps calm me and really think about what is important in my life. I may want to write a successful book, but that will only happen if that is part of God's plan. If what I write will truely help others to apprecaite the little things in life, it will all work out. If it's not part of His plan, then that is just the way it's going to be. If I can go to bed at night and give thanks for my husband, healty children and my mobility, than there really isn't anything else I can ask for. As my dad always told my mom, "Everything will work out in the end." I don't think I could say it better myself. Thirteen years ago, I climbed into my bed and prayed to God that I would get a good nights sleep (my phsyical abilities were always dependent on the quantity and quality of sleep). My prayers were answered and I had the best night of sleep that I have ever had. And because of the exceptional night of rest, I was able to throughly enjoy my wedding day.
As I think back to that beautful summer day, I can't get over how lucky I am that God gave me Steve. He has been by my side through it all, both good and bad. I don't know if there is another person who could have handled this journey better than him. I am so grateful for His gift of love. Happy Anniversary Steve! ![]() Tomorrow is my 37th birthday and I feel younger than I ever have, honestly. I am doing things I never imagined possible and my definition of tired is completly different than most. I know it's my birthday, but I can't help but feel like the celebration should be geared towards my parents. Yes, they gave me life, but they gave me much more than that. For 33 years, they worried about me on a daily basis, yet they never let on. They pushed me to try my hardest at everything possible and to do it with a smile on my face. I am a strong, positive woman because of them. When others told them that they should really put me in a wheelchair, they worked harder to keep my muscles from weakening any further. My parents sacraficed many years making sure that I was able to live a normal life. I know that they would do it over in a heartbeat and love me for who I am. I am so grateful that out of all the Moms and Dads in the world God chose them to be my parents. I can't imagine how different of a person I would have turned out to be without them as such positive role models. So tomorrow when I wake up and am one year closer to the big FOUR O, I will be thanking God for my wonderful life and the strong parents He put by my side. I love you Mom and Dad. Once again, I was overcome with so much joy. My niece, Mikaela, chose me to be her sponsor for her Confirmation. I met up with her and the rest of my family at the Cathedral of St. Paul. The beauty of the church alone is enough to stir up emotion in me, but knowing I had the ability to walk around among the hundreds of people and be a part of Mikaela's Confirmation brought tears to my eyes.
I love her so much! Fourteen years ago, I went to Mikaela's baptism. I had difficulty standing and sat for most of the day. As I stood behind her in the long line waiting for her turn to be Confirmed last night, many thoughts swam through my head: How did she grow up so fast? How can I be standing here in this long line independently? I'm wearing sandals and I'm not worried that I'll walk right out of them (or fall). And then I felt the presence of God as a bright light shone above me. All I could do is pray for Mikaela and give thanks for the life He has given me. |
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