The Truth in Sadness

Wow, what a week it was. Glad most of it's behind me, but for others the hurt goes on. I thought my week started off bad just because I had to have some blood work done. Not for anything real serious, but who likes waiting for test results. I pretty much had the Dr. on speed dial the day they were suppose to call me with the results. Sure I bugged them but I wasn't going to wait around all day when I knew the results were in already. Yes, I bothered the medical foundation too;) Whoops! The tests came back fine, thank Heavens, but then the following day I re injured my back/rib. I said out loud to myself "God can you please just give me a break". I got online to drown my sorrows in the wonderful world of Facebook and then I got a huge reality check and I felt horrible. Two people that I knew through High School and through mutual friends passed away one day apart from eachother. Both just 31 years old and both from cancer. People so often say they lost their battle from cancer but that couldn't be any further from the truth. They fought and they fought hard!  I sat there crying, for them, and for their families. Here just moments before I was feeling sorry for myself. I felt guilty. But then I looked at Justin and he smiled back at me, I glanced at our family photos scattered throughout our living room, and then I thanked God. I thanked him for the life I have, my husband, my family, my friends. In those times we all feel sorry for ourselves(which happens), we need to be grateful for our lives. Brandon and Kelly would have done anything for just one more day. Cherish your days! I know I will mine.