Love

I’ve made no secret of this being a ridiculously challenging year for Steve and me health wise. I do tend to overshare when I write. 

We have faced vision loss, major surgery, challenges to our independence, both lifelong and life altering health challenges.

Right now, though, I’m looking at a photo of my sleeping grandchildren, one almost three years old and one just one week old. And I look in the mirror and I see how much I’ve aged even just in the past 6 months, and then I look again at these babies and I think, only the passage of time and my place in it have given me the opportunity to be in their lives, to be their Itsy. I don’t regret the aging. I don’t regret the health challenges. Each has brought me to this place. 

Perspective is something we gain from experience, both good and bad, but, let’s face it, mostly bad. Perspective allows us to view things not just for what we see but for what we feel over the course of time. All I feel right now in this moment is gratitude. And love. And exhaustion, but mostly love.