I have read your morning thought more than once. I want to cry for you. I’m not sure what happened in your life, but your writing hit a place in my heart that I want to forget. My son was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer when he was 18 years old. He should have been having a great time with friends; instead he was having chemo for 6 months. We had just bought a farm. My husband had a motorbike accident and broke his back. My daughter broke her arm. Then we got the call to move 4000 km away to help our kid live. It was a lot. Thankfully he is in remission. We are back home. And life goes on. You and your family are a constant reminder that we can move forward and trust in the process. Thank you for being so honest about your journey. And love to your family for holding it all together xx
This is so incredibly vulnerable to share and for which I am deeply grateful. My blessings to you and your family, the strength and courage you have endured and persevered is unimaginable, and most importantly inspiring at the highest degree.
What a beautiful morning thought and an excellent reminder. One of my children that had great suffering as an infant and young child often lamented about children her own age. My response was often the same sentiment said different ways but it went something like this: “your suffering has made you see life differently than your peers, your suffering came early and changed the way you walk through the world, your compassion is real because its raw and personal”. She is now 27 and I’ve had to remind her frequently of this. Your open heart you share here reminds me of this…seeing a friend in each person you meet , hug and chat with touches my heart. I hope you continue to write. Your voice is powerful and Im grateful to have read your words today. Sending you love, light and many more strangers that become friends.
I have read your morning thought more than once. I want to cry for you. I’m not sure what happened in your life, but your writing hit a place in my heart that I want to forget. My son was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer when he was 18 years old. He should have been having a great time with friends; instead he was having chemo for 6 months. We had just bought a farm. My husband had a motorbike accident and broke his back. My daughter broke her arm. Then we got the call to move 4000 km away to help our kid live. It was a lot. Thankfully he is in remission. We are back home. And life goes on. You and your family are a constant reminder that we can move forward and trust in the process. Thank you for being so honest about your journey. And love to your family for holding it all together xx
This is so incredibly vulnerable to share and for which I am deeply grateful. My blessings to you and your family, the strength and courage you have endured and persevered is unimaginable, and most importantly inspiring at the highest degree.
What a beautiful morning thought and an excellent reminder. One of my children that had great suffering as an infant and young child often lamented about children her own age. My response was often the same sentiment said different ways but it went something like this: “your suffering has made you see life differently than your peers, your suffering came early and changed the way you walk through the world, your compassion is real because its raw and personal”. She is now 27 and I’ve had to remind her frequently of this. Your open heart you share here reminds me of this…seeing a friend in each person you meet , hug and chat with touches my heart. I hope you continue to write. Your voice is powerful and Im grateful to have read your words today. Sending you love, light and many more strangers that become friends.