Just 2 month's ago I was in the hospital very near to death. I remember thinking I wasn't going to see my 45th. birthday. I remember thinking what a sucky time of year it would be for my family and how they would carry it with them for years to come. I remember thinking about how it would sound to hear one of them say "It's an odd numbered year" (most of you will not get that) I remember thinking that surely there could still be some good thing's left for me to do and how I wouldn't mind doing them.
I remember being afraid. Not wanting to be alone and at the same time not wanting my sister's to feel they had to be there every second. I remember wanting them there every second. I remember how very hard it is being the 'care giver'.
Thank you God. Thank you for my family. For the mother who raised 3 girls on her own and managed to instill the love we have for each other. Thank you for giving us a heart to stay together through all of life's journies.
There just isn't enough space on the internet for me to list the blessings in my life I'm thankful for. I thank God for this. I pretty much thank God for everything and I know I do not walk alone.
You want to know something else?
Care Givers and Farmers have the real guts. A farmer put's everything into his land. A Care Giver put's everything into their family. Putting their all into nurturing and growth. I'm thankful for the Care Givers and the Farmers too.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING
