Day Ten: Loss

I am not prepared for the eventual loss. I know that it will come, and I am not ready. I look at my husband, my beautiful children, and wonder which of them will be the next one snatched from my life. It doesn't really matter the "who". I couldn't live my life, couldn't be me, with any one of them gone from my side. They are my very breath.

I can't live thinking about this. The heart-pounding, soul-renting, river of tears and gasps for air will consume me if I linger in this thought spot too long.

They are here for the moment, this moment, our moment.

10. I am thankful for the moments, big ones and small ones, that are shared with my family.

One Thousand Gifts: A Dare to Live Fully Right Where You Are