There are things in this life that make no sense.
Things we will never understand.
Things we are certain could not have been meant for us or those we love. But here we are anyway. In the midst of such days.
We keep going.
I recall early on in this journey a time when things were really piling up and seemed to be nearing a standstill. Brick wall day. Staring day.
I remember Sam’s words as he passed through our living room that day,
Lift your head up, Woman.
And I have. I lift it up and I look at the gifts God blessed us all with all these years. Gifts big and small. Gifts that get us through.
We laugh every single day.
We laugh at ourselves and each other.
We laugh with friends as we share old stories.
We still joke and kid and cut up like
we always have. It’s true. It’s precious.
We are grateful for time to say what we want to say and time to cherish each other. Yes, that time is limited. But isn’t yours as well? We know these are our days together, however few. That is a gift.
It started falling late this afternoon. Our sweet snow we were hoping to see. We look out every window to see a new view. Cardinals flocking on snowy branches. Ducks lifting over the pond. Flakes falling fast. The possibility of snow ice cream tonight.
Tangible and intangible ones, discussed with extended family and one another. A surprise arranged by a special nephew. Another long trip home from a sweet niece.
The gifts of a marriage: understanding, trust, care, gratitude, love. Moments of sharing.
It’s a gift that we enjoy at varying hours of the day lately. No matter. We are here together with no big schedule. We can sleep when we choose. Or when it bids us.
So. Here we are. Living the days we’ve been given. The best we can.
Tomorrow, the plan is for me to try on a mother of the groom dress for our son’s July wedding. There’s #6 gift, as I’ve been known to list from time to time. Here’s to sweet futures for those we love. And a memory I’ll always cherish: hearing Sam and our future daughter in law telling each other I love you.
God blesses us in the midst of pain. If we remember to seek His love, He always reminds us of our own.