It's been one month of my year of three's.
That's 33 if you weren't sure.
My lucky number 3 year.
So... um... well...
There was near death, followed by a miraculous recovery.
My uncle has been moved out of ICU and is doing amazing.
I credit amazing doctor's and nurses (yes JD... that would be you) at the hospital.
A strong family rallying behind him.
And maybe a little help from above.
There was death.
Deaths to be specific.
Funerals and wakes for two people much too young to have left us.
There was way too much travel across the country.
Vegas to Tampa and back.
Vegas to Buffalo and back.
Both last minute.
All but one flight was alone. Which I'm not used to since I travel everywhere with Kevin and Michael. It was lonely. And it gave me all together too much time to think.
There was extreme exhaustion from jet lag and time zones.
There was also incredibly amazing news.
News that we'd waited for, for a long time.
And I concluded that although my year of three's appeared to start off as not the greatest year... that everything will be allright.
And that life is about ups and downs, good and bad, life and death.
And it's what you learn from it and make of it that really matters.
And while life threw me a couple bad hands for a few weeks...
It dealt me a royal in the end.
2 comments:
Life is a strange thing..And sometimes it suprises you :)
Just think if life wasnt hard,,IT would just be to damn easy..I got writters block cant think of anything to write I was doing great for awhile have u read them? but I got nuttin now lol! loves ya!
Glad to know I rank in the amazing nurse category. Hope all is well. Take care. Oh P.S. when you make it to Tampa area to visit your Uncle after he is all better you better let me know.
J.D.
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