Today I was reminded all day that it was one year ago that I was on bed rest in the hospital. I went in to the hospital just to receive the steroid shot and never came home..well not at least until Hunter was born. I have thought about that time quite a bit the past year. It was a long four weeks without my family. There were days that I just sat in the bed and felt relatively OK. Then there were days that all I could think about was what were my boys doing at home? Were they OK without mommy? Would they understand why I wasn't there? My friend reminded me that there was going to be an end. I would go home. I wasn't terminally ill...this did help me at times. The Lord taught me a lesson those four weeks..."you are not in control, Annie." I had no control over my life...no control at my house, no control over my boys and what they were doing, no control over my own body!
Now, here I am a year later with a beautiful baby boy who is almost one! I am not sure where the year went. It makes me sad to think Hunter will be one in three weeks. My baby boy will be one! I try to remember to cherish every day and not get caught up in the daily stress of keeping up with the house or the bills. Every day is a precious blessing from the Lord. We are not guaranteed tomorrow, all we have is today. What will my children remember about today? Did I hug them enough? Did I tell them that I love them? Did we laugh together?
I pray that I always remember this...that this becomes my daily motto.
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