Today is Thanksgiving 2016, this is the first holiday spent at the hospital. I feel so lost, sitting here in the waiting room, because sitting there in moms room is a lot to take. Trying to keep strong and not cry, but who am I fooling; certainly not these tears. Not myself or even mom. Here I am though,trying one min at a time. Looking out over the top of the buildings, nothing but pale blue skies. A beautiful Saturday, that should be spent enjoying great things with mom, instead here at this place,yeah what memories this will make.
I am not the only one, there are millions of families going through the same things or worse, but when it happens to your family it feels like your the only one. I know that This family has the love of God, of family and friends, and even people who have just met you. I write to alleviate the pain of this, it is my outlet, at least with this I can cry and not have to explain why. It is difficult to talk and keep from tearing up. Even though I know I have friends that will be there just to listen, no explinations of any kind needed. I find a kind of solice in writing,something I need to do more of, get back to. I am scared, I need to get back into the Word, that is what is going to keep me balanced in this time.
This has been a year of ups and downs, I pray the 2017 year holds nothing but blessings and greatness. Just writing this, has calmed my soul. looking out over these buildings, peaceful and calm. seeing the colors of the trees changing as with this weather. Hold the the ones you love close and tell them you love them. We never know how things will change. Be thankful for all you have and whom you have. So, now the tears have dried up;and I can see clearly. Time to get my strength and conquer this fear, to move forward and keep on keeping on, because mom needs to know and feel that we as a family has her, and is onboard with her well being. That means I need to step up. To grow beyond what I am, I know I can.
This has been My Corner… Until the next time. Happy Thanksgiving .