I knew something was brewing.
You want to know how I knew? Because everything had been so pleasantly peaceful and easy going for a very long time. No big worries. Nothing to lose sleep over.
Life was good.
So I knew a trial was in the making. Something to test my strength and reserve. Because life can’t simply to be good and carefree all the time—that’s life, that’s what we signed up for. We need opportunities to grow. To be tested. To be strengthened.
I understand this.
And really, in the overall scheme of things, this particular trial is not nearly as heavy as some of the trials I know people are struggling with daily—death, illness, unemployment. In that regard, I am truly blessed. I know it. I’m grateful .
So I accept this new challenge. Though there have been tears shed and sleepless nights, I can honestly say, my little family has drawn closer to one another by standing together and supporting each other every bit of the way—the silver lining in a very gray cloud.
We are good. It will get better, because the other thing I’ve learned about life . . . it always does.