I recieved a very loving message from my dear friend Olivia today, and it inspired me to ramble on forever in a reply message that ended up being very therapeutic. I decided I’d share.
“Right now, he needs a little more love, attention, help, and patience from me, and that’s ok. We’re going to walk this road- this bumpy, windy, where-the-hell-is-it-heading road- and see where it goes. Like I encouraged you a minute ago, we’re just riding the tide.
“Coming to terms with fear is a hard thing. I’ve been afraid of this (this diagnosis, this struggle, etc) since Aaron was 18 months old. Now it’s here, staring me in the face. I am happily surprised to find that I’m not in a crying heap on the floor (or at least I wasn’t for very long). I realized how brave I can be this week. That’s so valuable. I learned the meaning of unconditional love this week. That’s immeasurable. And I was reminded that I am not alone- my husband, my family, my precious and generous friends like you… I’m overwhelmed by it all. How for every second of fear, I’ve gotten double the love. Mind blowing.”
I wrote more stuff to just her, but this was the real meat and potatoes of my sort-it-out reply. I came to a good, healthy, loving and peaceful place tonight.
Can I get an “amen”?