Strength

“The Lord is my Shepherd…”

Two years ago today I sat in the hospital with my friend Penny and then Bonnie as my husband had surgery to remove a tumor in his colon. I was so grateful for their presence to keep me company and distracted while he was going through his procedure.

Fast forward a year and 1/2 and my friend Cathy sat by my side. She gave me a silver necklace with a small cross that was a reminder that I didn’t need to be strong on my own.

My husband is one of the strongest people I know. He has gone through some pretty tough stuff (there is another word I would like to use here…but I won’t), but he faces it like a trooper. Each time we got bad news, he took it all in and then we made a plan to move forward. We are still moving forward.

I am so grateful for friends and family who have given my strength when I had none, and for my sister and brother-in-law who have been an ongoing sense of encouragement and just plain there for us. I am grateful for the journey(not the cancer-that part sucks), while tough and unpredictable, I have found I do have friends and family who help me to be strong. I am grateful for God carrying us through.

I am grateful that I don’t have to be strong on my own.