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| Still Alive in December! |
The other day I visited a friend who is staying a spell in
an assisted living unit. I looked at my friend’s lovely face – so glad to see
her. She is younger than I am – but her body is not cooperating with her
heart’s desire to be active, enjoying her husband and children – taking in all
the good things that Dallas offers, and contributing her talents to helping
others.
Her mother, adjusting to her own limitations, came by to say
hello – and it was a lovely, bittersweet moment – a tiny peek into how two
brave women are supporting each other in ways they could never have imagined –
sadness illuminating sweetness – the most tender gesture unable to soothe what MS and age wrecks.
Life doesn't always follow the script we might write – but
wise women won’t let its orneriness back us into dark scary corners – that’s
what my friend and her mom showed me.
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Oh, my
friend, it's not what they take away from you that counts. It's what you do with
what you have left. ~Hubert Humphrey
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If you
have nothing to be grateful for check your pulse. ~Author Unknown
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Those who
sow in tears shall reap with shouts of joy. Psalm 126:5
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Lord, I
believe; help Thou my unbelief. (Mark
9:24)
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