This is a time to be happy.
When I relive what might have been, it helps me get everything into focus. There is a lot going on in all of our lives, but only a small portion of it really matters. The hugs, a listening ear, and the words I say. That matters. The condition of my heart as I interact with the people around me. My prayers. My smile. My attitude. Those are the big things.
I'm walking. I'm talking. I'm laughing with my children. I can rock-a-bye my babies, drinking them in- their smells, voices, and sweet little lips. I can notice the softness of little feet. I can remember funny things they say, and listen with all of me. I can say thank you. I can express love. I can feel more gratitude. I can hold my children's hands. I can attend parent-teacher conferences and applause the good things my girls are doing. I can tuck them in at night with an extra tight squeeze and whisper that I am proud of them, that they can do hard things. I can remind them that they are the best parts of me.
I can remember that this day, this moment is part of a plan. A plan that is bigger and better than I. Full of promise that I don't yet realize.
In those tricky moments when my body reminds me that I'm not what I used to be, I can remember the lessons I'm learning. The people who help me (and oh! there are so many). I'll try to understand what I might do to be stronger- physically, but spiritually and emotionally most of all. I'll know that I'm thankful to have this opportunity to slow down and learn. This time is good. It is full of blessings. A time of my life that I will remember always. In the story of my life, this chapter is sacred. It is what I make of it.
This is a time to be happy.
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