I thought I would take advantage of a few minutes of quiet in the house —before Hurricane Nik wakes to take over the house take on the day— to write a heart-filled post to tell all of you, my readers and friends, how much I appreciate you and how much I love this life, no matter how crazy and stressful it gets. (Believe me when I say it has been stressful recently; I’m still struggling to find the words to do it justice.)
In the early morning quiet, I thought of some other families I know of who have been struggling with bigger, scarier, more stressful things than we have and I said a prayer for them. Anissa Mayhew’s family has been on my mind a lot in spite of the fact that I don’t know them and have never even met Anissa before. I hadn’t read the latest update on her condition so I popped over to her blog to see what the news is. I was moved to tears by the words of her husband, the love and faith and courage in the face of what could break so many others.
I am filled with gratitude for the knowledge that there is always hope. And I am reminded that we all walk in shadows sometimes. It is how we find our way back to the light that matters most.
A wonderful friend, someone I’ve not yet met IRL (“in real life”) knew I had been struggling —hard— with some recent developments with Nik (he’s healthy, fear not!) and sent me the most wonderful care package full of caffeinated chocolate love and books —and a message of encouragement which I want to share:
It does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble or hard work. It means to be in the midst of things and still be calm in your heart.
Today, I do feel peaceful.
I wish you, dear friends, dear readers, peace. Today and every day.