Obviously no one can predict the future but never would I have ever pictured myself in this situation - this year. After finding time to catch my breath and realize "that's life" I know now that what Troy had been trying to get me to see with my own eyes and heart was a reality that I had been not wanting to face.
On March 27, exactly two months ago today, I received a phone call from my mom telling me that my dad had been admitted into the hospital with what they believed at the time to be a stroke.
It has been a long two months - with more emotional ups and downs that I care to mention. But today-he is on the road to recovery, working daily with the physical therapy group in Longview. It has been a long road but appears to be one that will have a positive destination.
My family is different now. In all of this we have learned how much we all truly rely on each other to be there when the going gets tough. We have learned how to love each other the most when it is truly the hardest. We have learned that no matter what - family is first ...
I am thankful that my dad is regaining his strength and his health much quicker than the doctors ever expected. I am thankful that my husband has truly understood and accepted the responsibility that came with the emotional support that my parents have needed throughout this - that in itself has been the only thing that has kept me together. Yet - through this all I am thankful that my kids have been able to see how important it is for "family" to be there for each other - in good times and bad. And no matter how hard, how exhausting, how emotional we would not have changed a thing ....
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