I love these Christmas Creatures by mibostudio. I might just make them with my little boy …
Those who know me would likely admit that I am rarely silent.
I probably should be silent more often than I am. And I endeavor to be silent more often than you would think. But mostly, I am not silent.
These last few months, though, I have been silent more often due to an illness I can’t seem to shake. Finally one night, after being frustrated that I was still sick, I complained to my sister-in-law (who is really no sister-in-law at all–just a sister). I poured out my frustration, my aches and pains, my discouragement … really, she should have sent me a bill. But instead, she gave me the most unexpected advice ever:
“Take a pregnancy test.”
Why would I do THAT? I expected advice more along the lines of, “Take a nap.”
Lo and behold, my sister-in-law was right. I should be in the delivery room by the end of June, God-willing. I take nothing for granted. If all goes well, God will have granted me 2 precious children in 11 months. Boy, how life can change in an instant! (or, more specifically, in 11 months)
So–while accompanying my son to his plethora of health appointments (while we seek to understand the extent of his heart and lung conditions)–I am traveling with a bucket and a prayer. Most days, when I am not busy saving the world, I am sitting very still, sipping a glass of ice water.
Forgive me that I have been touch-and-go with this blog. I love it dearly and am sad when I can’t tell you what I’m learning. But hopefully I will soon take an exit out of the worst part of these woods.
Here is what I tell myself daily: Pain is passing. Illness is not forever. The future is bright.
I believe these things–