#throwbackthursday to 7 years ago. I do not miss these days. These were days, months, of uncertainty, heartbreak, more stress and worry than I could encompass with words.
Full time job, 5 dogs at home, micropreemie baby in the NyICU for 4 1/2 months, the loss of one tiny angel. I was there every day but the day I took to grieve Keenan's death.
Life has not been the same since my beautiful tiny boys were born-and it never will be.
Both in good ways and bad.
Of course the good heavily outweigh the bad, but they don't erase the bad. We don't forget the bad days, either. We learn from them. We cherish them. Because in those bad, low, gloomy days, we found our faith. We let go of our power, or the power we thought we had, and gave it to God.
This is something I still struggle with daily. How does one just give up their worries and hand them over?
Faith that God will do what He sees fit. Faith that He will take care of us. Faith in whatever His plan is.
It's hard to let go, but it's so imperative in order to live a fulfilling life.
Life's circumstances are lessons. Learn, because you only have so much time to do so. Don't make life's circumstances define you.
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