Today I have been think­ing of…
a friend who once again is going in to see her doc­tor today for blood clots that keep form­ing, even though she is on med­i­cine to keep that from hap­pen­ing…
my sister-in-law who is being admit­ted to a hos­pi­tal today, that she has waited sev­eral weeks to get into, hop­ing they can finally diag­nose her severe stom­ach pains and great weight loss…it is scar­ing both her and my brother and is so frus­trat­ing for them that there is no answer.…
my friend who called to say she is on the way to her home in Omaha as her father died today. It was a lin­ger­ing ill­ness, and yet it is never easy to say good­bye, even when you know good­bye is coming…he told his wife he wanted his daugh­ter (this friend) to have as many tools as she wanted…that he always remem­bered that she was the one by his side while he was doing his woodworking…her dad was not affec­tion­ate nor out­wardly loving…I think he just told her how much she was loved.…
about my step­son who returns to Kosovo again on Sun­day to fin­ish that tour of duty, and about his father-in-law and soon to be brother-in-law who will be leav­ing in June for 15 months, to do their third tour of duty in Iraq.…
I have been think­ing of all of this and more…and then I pause…when it seems life is get­ting too heavy…and I think of the mir­a­cle of the new baby to come, who lives and grows and breathes in water, until, at the moment of birth, takes one lung full of air, and can breath from then on…and I am astounded, sim­ply astounded at just what a mir­a­cle that is…and I know that life goes on…just as it is intended to do…and I am grateful.