When I start to feel depressed, or down, and wanting to wallow in it, I try to think of all the people in my life that have been wonderful examples of strength during terrible trials.
If you look around you, they are sure to be there. Do you know who they are?
I’m so thankful for the people that have been in my life.
One is a woman we knew many years ago. She used to work at the same place my husband did. She and her husband had 2 wonderful little boys, and went out of their way to invite my boys to parties and play dates. Her hubby installed a radio in my car when he found out that it didn’t have one. They were both really nice.
Her oldest son wasn’t doing well, and they found out he had some kind of genetic problem. It’s one that the males who have it don’t live long. He died when he was about 5 years old.
Less than 2 months later, her husband was in a terrible car accident (other driver drunk, if I remember right) She had to endure another funeral, losing yet another loved one.
Right about the same time her husband died, she found out that her youngest son had the same genetic problem that her oldest son did, and he died within the next year.
She was young, I’d say in her mid 20’s, and I always wonder if she ever found some one to love again. If she had more children. (As a mom, I can’t imagine anything worse than loosing a child.)
We moved away shortly after her husband was killed.
I will say, she always showed such strength and dignity, love and a strong belief in God. She was a true example of strength during what was, what I can think of, the most unimaginable times of pain.
I have a cousin who’s in her early late 30’s or early 40’s. She found out that she has cancer throughout her whole face.
The only option was to remove most of it, including part of her nose.
She has young children, and I know that her appearance was a concern to her. Would they be afraid?
They aren’t. They love her.
She’s gone through so many surgeries, not to mention chemo and radiation treatments. She’s fighting to stay and be a part of their lives.
She has kept her wonderful sense of humor, and although I can’t imagine going through it, she seems to remain calm and strong throughout everything.
About a year and a half ago, her mother (my aunt) died of cancer. She was there to help console her other siblings, and extended family members.
There are people here in ‘spaces’ that have gone through horrific times in their lives, lost family members, lost children.
I want to tell you, Thank YOU. By sharing your story, your pain, you are an example of what real strength is.
It’s a reminder that we all have trials and terrible things come into our lives, but, it’s how we handle them, how we react. It’s so important that we not let them crush us or our spirit, and it makes me almost glad that I have my own problems and not some one elses.
BIG HUGS, Steph