Warning: this blog gets a bit personal, so if you hate such things, see you again on the next post.
Don’t let these smiling faces of my kids fool you. They can make a grown lady cry!
I felt a bit blue today wondering if I would ever be able to write again. As many of you know, I had a brain aneurism over a year ago which left me with short-term memory issues. (I prefer to think of it as a brain explosion since that makes it sound like perhaps I got more brains instead of fewer.)
During my pity party, I thought of the great Love Chapter in the Bible that speaks of the gift of prophecy and knowing all mysteries and all knowledge, and having the faith to move mountains. It speaks of faith, hope, and love, but concludes with these words: “the greatest of these is love.”
Suddenly it hit me that even if I could never continue my dream to write, I can still do the greatest thing in the world: love. I felt so cheered about this that I sent a text to my three kids telling them that I can still love.
Here’s what they sent back to me:
Sarah: “Yay! And you can still write too. Maybe not at the speed you wanted to but you can do it. I’ll help you.” (Wow, how fun is that? Writing with my daughter!)
Thomas: “Mom, you can still write! Will take a little more work and focus but you can still do it.” (I told him of Sarah’s offer to help, and he texted again.) “Yes, and the best is that the Lord will help you.” (Is this great kid really mine?!)
Danny: “You can write too! I read your Ponderer’s messages, and they are great!”
I never knew my son read this blog! (Winking and waving at you now, Danny.)
These great responses from my kids left me teary-eyed and encouraged. What can I do?
Well, excuse me while I go and dust off that manuscript!