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Days of Grace, Again

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How often do my carefully laid plans collapse and fall apart? 

Far more regularly than I care to acknowledge…

As I began the twelve day stretch into Christmas, I had every intention of pausing each day to consider the blessings in my life and to write about them.

I was on the ball with it for the first few days, until circumstances forced me to scrap those plans… 

The contemplation of my blessings continued, but my time to write about them evaporated under the demands of travel and care giving…

John relocated ten days earlier than expected due to a change in his parents’ health conditions; I collected my mother from her new home and drove to the gulf coast because her sister (my aunt) passed away without warning… 

On Christmas day, I followed John up the mountain to assist with my father-in-law’s illness and subsequent hospitalization, so I haven’t had much in the way of downtime.

I am struck by the contrast in situations: a sudden, premature death versus an ongoing battle against a deadly disease.

It makes you re-examine your life, your priorities and take a close look at what matters most.

These events have served to remind me, yet again, of how we all tend to think we have more time to do things than we actually do, whatever those things may be…

I am very thankful that we are in a position to easily adapt and do what must be done.

I hope that aside from a couple of weak moments of selfishness, I haven’t taken the blessing of my family, immediate and extended, for granted.

I try to make a conscious effort every day to tell the important people in my life how much they mean to me.

To love and be loved is the greatest blessing of all…


Wishing you blessings and hope…tg

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