Looking Forward

One year ago our family was in crisis and I was at a total loss.  But that’s the trademark of a crisis—not knowing what to do.  So I did the only thing that I could think of.  The thing I admittedly don’t do often enough.  I prayed to God.  Or rather begged…for His help.

I remember thinking, “This time next year, things will be different,” and feeling better. That seems so trite now, but when you’re frozen, the passing of time can be the greatest blessing. I knew my family would never be the same.  But that was okay. Change doesn’t bother me as much as it used to. In that moment, I just wanted all of us to survive.

And we did.

It wasn’t easy.  The past year has been a struggle, day-to-day. Sometimes hour-to-hour.  But we made it through—a little older, a whole lot wiser.

And now we’re making plans again, we’re moving ahead.  No longer at a standstill.  No longer in that place. And I’m looking forward…to everything.

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