I can’t remember ever being so sick in my life. I’ve had a horrible flu for four days now, and I’ve spent most of it in bed.
And even in the midst of feeling so, so, so miserable, I can’t help but feel grateful.
Grateful that my babies are here with me and healthy.
Grateful that my husband has the kind of job that he can take two days off to take care of the boys.
Grateful that I have a warm house and a bed to sleep in.
Grateful that this babe, tucked inside, kicks and pokes to remind me of his presence.
Grateful for a full fridge, full bellies, and enormously full hearts.
Grateful that I can’t remember ever being so sick in my life.
There is so much suffering, so much sadness… here in the US and all over the world. Today I cling to the Truth:
He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.