You know they say in life that when tragic things happen, you simply have to pick yourself up and put one foot in front of the other.
To be honest, this year I have thought that to be a load of hooey! THIS year started out with my husband of only two years, being hit by a car. I was not sure he would make it or have permanent brain injury or what.
The next thing to happen was my Grand-mother, whom I adored, passed away in April, only to be followed by my Dad two months later. I was the sole person with my Dad when he passed away and let's just say I have had residual effects from that. The very next week my brother was shipped off to Afghanistan for a year.
THEN, three weeks ago, I found out my youngest and sweet nephew had been diagnosed with leukemia. His Dad was the one shipped off as previously stated. For awhile, it was not even sure if he was going to be able to return from there to be with his son and wife.
As if that was not enough, I received some VERY disheartening news from my daughter that has simply clouded my thoughts. I am not at liberty to say or wish to what that is, at least not now.
So, here I am with much tragedy surrounding me and can I REALLY get up every day and put one foot in front of the other?
Seriously, I did not think so in the least! All I wanted to do is cry, Cry and CRY some more.
However,a week or so ago, I happened to turn on the Oprah show and that all changed. Why you ask? Well, Oprah has on her show a follow up to a story she did in 2010. It was about a family named the Cobles. (To read more about them go here.)
When I saw this family and their horrific tragedy. I realized that I could indeed get up everyday. I could move forward. I could continue to make those steps I needed to make. My "things" seemed to pale in comparison to this family. However, they also taught me, again, that when things do happen, there is always a balance to them. It is a matter of stepping out and believing that things WILL get better.
Things are better for me but I am still healing and working through things. I appreciate my husband for his patience, even if he did not thoroughly understand, he has stood by and held on to my fraying rope. I love him for it!