I was so comfortable, maybe I was a little complacent. I was reading a few posts down about how good things were. I actually typed something about saying all of that (good stuff) out loud would get me into trouble.
Trouble I got! Seriously, wow. Lol.
I'm good now. Gabriel is still ill, but not in pain. I get bad news almost every day, but I'm not afraid of it. My breath gets me through the pain and frustration. If breathing didn't come automatically, I might suffocate to death.
I'm so grateful for life, and my trials. It makes me who I am, and it feels really good to know that I got through each one. Some with grace, others not so much, but I've survived them and that's what matters most.
No comments:
Post a Comment