Today started as any normal days does, or as normal as my days start. Got myself downstairs for breakfast and grabbed an extra cup of coffee for the road. Made it to work in plenty of time, I hate hate to be late...Started catching up on the 100 plus emails that had magically appeared in my inbox since Friday.
Somewhere in the morning, I got word a classmate from our time in training for 4 weeks had passed away last week..just a week after she got home...I don't know the details, but I know she was a beautiful young lady of 24 years. Far too early to leave this earth. She was a very talented writer and just a delight to be around.
Then this evening, I was watching Dancing With the Stars. I am not entirely sure of the whole story of the young man who was a soldier and has visible burn scars on his face, but clearly he went through a life-threatening event because of his love for his country. He danced to a song that was written for those that don't make it home...I was in tears...too much for one day.
It certainly put my day in perspective and my health issues seem so trivial in the whole scheme of things. I do have asthma, I did have a bout of bronchitis, but due to the wonderful work of our doctors and pharmcuticals..I will be symptom free in about 2 days, no worse for the wear. My leg, still smarting a bit from my fall over the weekend..will be whole and pain free within a few days. ALL things so insignificant in light of what others go through..in light of over 1600 families that lost EVERYTHING they had (except their lives), in light of 10's of 1,000's of soldiers who have given everything AND their lives, in light of so many who suffer painful and lifelong illnesses and do so without complaint.
I look at families who are so split they cannot accept each other as friends/accquaintances, let alone loving and supportive family members. I see children, abused and and left to starve, be beaten, worse yet, murdered. I see marriages falling apart, or struggling to try to save a bond they once thought was unbreakable.
Why have I been chosen to be so Blessed...to have that family that loves each other "that" (arms spread wide) much, forever and always, no matter what. To have a husband that chose me, ME, oh so many years ago to love and cherish, to have and to hold, through sickness and health and richer and poorer. We have been all of those things and here we are...so much more in love today than we every knew we could be that day in August of 1975. And to have children that not only survived our poor parenting skills, but thrived...who are raising and teaching and loving the next generation to be incredible citizens of our struggling society.
Yes, indeed, I am Blessed and only by Grace..that is the one fact I am sure of.
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