Jan 19, 2010
Too often I sit and whine about my own life: increased responsibilities in caring for my Mom, my daughter in the hospital (still) trying to keep her baby inside where it belongs for now, my youngest son struggling with some serious depression, my own fatigue and goofy heart things going on. And then I get the reminder that it could be worse.
Sunday we met with some friends as we do every 2 weeks. Found out one of our friends died unexpectedly that morning (he battled high blood pressure for years and had 2 kidney transplants), another friend went through hip surgery only to end up back in the hospital with a bowel blockage and then the scans show that she may have cancer in her lungs. Then another friend with cancer in his lower spine took a bad fall and fell (you guessed it) right on the part of the spine affected. Talk about a bad news day. Sure makes me thankful for the life I have.
I don't know if I can post a link here in a profile but I want to share the all too brief story of my friend who passed away. He accomplished so much more than this little article states. The lives he touched at our church over all the years he was with us can never be counted. I'll always miss that twinkle in his eye, the belly laughs and his big hand on my shoulder giving comfort.