Time

Time is a funny thing. It helps make hurt feel better and forgetting easier. But the passing of time also makes loneliness feel more acute, distances feel greater, and babies grow older all in the blink of an eye. Also the passing of time manages to do this all while robbing us of the youth and vibrance necessary to tolerate such consequences of said passing time. Wild.

 Time can also leave us with questions unanswered, to do lists undone, dishes and laundry mountains, buckets of regret and nothing to show for it if we aren't careful. As the one year bench mark of my newfound singality approaches Time is definitely on my mind.

 I somehow thought IF we made it through one year all would be well. Hearts would be healed and lives mended. Time has done much but we are still a work in progress. Greatfully hearts are beginning to heal, and while lives may never fully mend We ARE well. The Lord has showered is with blessings, tender mercies abound! So many precious Miracles have prevailed. My little family has truly have been watched over at every turn. We have made much progress and continue to learn and grow more with each passing day... So today-even in the face of adversity-

in this regard I am grateful for the passing of time.