On the edge of Miles eighteenth birthday, Ive been reflecting on good things. Its impossible to be bitter when we have a heart of gratitude. The two cannot coexist. Its an impossibility. Sadness will come and go. Its wrapped up in my love for him, but at the end of the day, its my prayer that gratitude will remain. 1. I am thankful that I carry the burden of losing a son. It occurred to me not too long ago that I would not wish this journey on my worst enemy. The pain is deep, and the road is long. So, why not me? Would I rather give it to someone else? No. 2. I have had the opportunity to grow children in my womb and in my heart. Some do one or the other, but its few who do both. Both are equally amazing. Both leave me speechless. 3. God allows the sun to come up everyday. That means everyday He gives me the opportunity to reach out and grab the good things. Sometimes, its scary, but its worth it. 4. I have a new perspective. On Jacks birthday, I never forget that theres a mother half way around the world with empty arms. I dont forget because once a year I experience the same empty arms. I love her and pray for her. My compassion for her overflows, and Ive never even met her. 5. I have fourteen years of memories. Some mothers would love to have only four minutes...anything to hold on to, but they dont. I do. For that, I am grateful. My list could go on. Theres always room for gratitude. Im curious tonight what sort of gratitude fills the hearts of my friends. Share?
Posted on: Mon, 25 Aug 2014 01:30:51 +0000
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