January 14, 2011
A New Day
But only for a moment.
Sometimes the pettiness of life can get in the way of seeing the treasure right before me.
The gift of life. The gift of being. Of thriving. Of enduring together.
Many of you have heard her story, but 3 days before Christmas Edie lost her entire home to a fire. Everything. Gone. Edie has been a cyber mentor to me (whether she knew it or not). Her gift of words, her knowledge of literature, her joy as a mom: these have not been taken. But all of her things are gone. As a lover of art and literature, there was a great and mighty loss when her house fell. But she rejoices in the gift of life. Is she struggling? Sure. Is she devastated? Yes. Does she appreciate her family more than ever before? I can only imagine the welling up of love in her heart.
And just this week I learned of another dear bloggy sister. Joanne's daughter found her. Life changes in an instant. She is my age. My age. It could have been me.
Today is a new day. I'm not going to reach the boiling point. I am going to love fully, live richly, give thanks deeply.
Please keep these women and their families in your prayers. Go hug your kids. Go kiss your husband. Relish in the life you live. It is a treasure.