I'm sitting here in another hospital room as my mother sleeps with nothing better to do than take stock of the past year. From the outside looking in, a person could be horrified by all that we've been through. Since that fateful day in April 2010 when we found out that our unborn child would have a heart defect and be born with Down syndrome, we've been slammed. First Jacob, his birth, 3 weeks in the hospital for sepsis and meningitis, then time for his heart surgery, next time in the hospital for failure to thrive, and recovery.
The same week Jacob was finally given a clean bill of health, KC broke his leg in what is apparently the worst possible way you can break an ankle, including both bones, and all the tendons and cartilage in between them. Now, 9 months later, he has FINALLY given a clean bill of health by HIS doctor.
With all that has gone on in the last 18 months, how can I POSSIBLY find anything good in it? Well, I must admit that I have shed my share of tears, especially as of late with the knowledge of my mother's cancer. But how can I not see the good in all of this? Dwelling on the bad would literally drive me crazy anyway - as if I need any help!!!
First off, I have often said that kicking and screaming will do me no good. It only wastes precious energy that must be used for more important things like caring for my family both physically and emotionally, and making sure that they know that I love them.
I am thankful for less grudges. I have noticed as of late that those things that would have once hurt me or would have festered into resentment or hatred in the past, now roll off like water on a duck's back. I don't have the time or energy to hold a grudge. I say my piece and get on with it. It's enabled me to hold onto relationships that, in the past, would have been discarded over petty disagreements, or being unintentionally offended. And it has enriched my life with people who touch it in so many good ways.
Yes, I have so much to be thankful for.
I used to think that your health was the the ultimate. It didn't matter what you went through so long as you have your health. But it isn't until you no longer have health that you realize that this mentality is sooooo not true! What matters most is that you have love, and laughter, an eternal perspective, and friendship. What matters is that you keep plugging away at whatever life and God gives you, making the most out of every moment, because those moments, however many or few, are what matters - and what you do with them.