Perspective is golden ...

April days were coming to an end and I knew my calendar would soon land on May 10th.  

Mother's Day would arrive on schedule and once again it wouldn't be - couldn't be -  a time of great joy for me.

But, fate intervened.  Phillip's MS took a turn for the worse and his doctor wanted him in the hospital.  For three days Phillip fought against going, but on May 5th the ambulance came for him.  


During previous trips to the hospital I was always beside Phillip.  This time my health would not permit me to go.  He was on his own.  

Three anxious days later, the ambulance returned my beloved husband to me.   Still alive.  Still able to smile.  Still reaching for my hand. 

Right in the middle of Phillip's homecoming, flowers were delivered to my door.   Suddenly, I remembered ... Mother's day was upon me.   Funny ... I hadn't been thinking of it at all.  Concern for Phillip had erased everything else from my mind. 

Now, Mother's Day once again has my attention.   It will arrive tomorrow and I know I'll think of the past. 

I'll regret the wrongs that never could be made right.  

I'll mourn the unintentional pain I caused others ...

and I'll feel a terrible grief for the intentional and deliberate pain others caused me. 

Those thoughts and feelings won't hang around long, though, before I shove them into oblivion.  

I'll take a few deep breaths and turn my focus, once again, upon my many blessings. 

I'm okay.  I'm miles better than okay.  I'm wonderful. 

Life is good.




email:  MelindaGerner@Yahoo.com