With all the stuff that has been happening in our little Hicktoria, lately, I almost forgot what really is important. It took a trip to an enormous children's hospital to jar me back to my place of appreciation for all the gifts I have been given.
Monetary gifts in my world are just a wild dream, so those aren't the gifts that I appreciate. Aging has taken its health tolls with me, so a springy, vibrant body have long lost its possibility for me. Fancy cars have never been a priority to me, which is great, since those would never be possible in my world. What blessing do I value and need to be gently reminded of, you might wonder? Well, when I found myself in an environment with critically ill children; children with heart conditions that impact longevity; children who are non-verbal because of autism; children who spend their days in darkness because they were born blind; children who are well known due to numerous hospitalizations; and of course the parents who must rely on medical advances to ensure just one more day with their loved one, then I know that I am truly blessed to have a Grandlove with manageable health concerns. He underwent another painless test, yesterday and we were told by the Tech that it seemed to be within normal range.
What did I take away from the long day? I am grateful for all the gifts that I promise not to take for granted. Family, friends, and Bentley have been given to me by a most merciful God and I truly am grateful for His Love, which is constant, even when my appreciation wanes and a wake up call is necessary.
