Our youngest son passes a milestone this weekend. On Monday, he will be 21 years old. I just have a hard time with this. How can it be that time as passed this fast. I still remember being huge and pregnant and trying to finish up school for the older four and take care of the two year old. While trying to get our berries picked and in the freezer before the baby came.
Now 21 years later, we have weathered storms, we have met challenges. We have gone down paths we would not have chosen. We have been given such gifts that take your breath away and without those hard things, we would not have recognized the joy that only suffering can bring. The small things that surprise you. On a day I felt I would break into a hundred pieces. I had to run to the grocery store. I was beyond exhausted I came out of the grocery store and there was a note on my windshield. I just shuddered, wondering what I had done. I opened the note and it said, " You are loved---Everything is going to be fine---God." I got in my car and put my head on the steering wheel and cried and cried. It lifted my burden though. I remembered whose I was and today I remember the note, but not the trial. Isn't that the way it always is when you look back?
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Anyway, On this Memorial Day weekend. It is nice to remember the past. It is always nice to look forward to the future. But this weekend, it is nice to be thankful for the now.
Blessings from me to you, thank you for stopping by and visiting.
I hold an old-fashioned notion that a happy marriage is the crown of a woman’s life.