Today a picture popped up that I shared 4 years ago. It was of me, my parents, my friend who drove here with me, and my dog. It is hard to believe it has been 4 years since I moved here. I still miss my dog who lived only a few months after we arrived. I am still so grateful for faraway friendships, those I have reconnected with, and new ones I have made. I have learned far more about the human body, diseases, the health care system, and medicine than I ever anticipated. It is great to be close to sisters and I was so excited when younger son moved here. I miss my older son, his wife, and my grandchildren tremendously, but am very grateful for the visits I have been able to make. I am incredibly thankful that my parents are better than they were when I arrived and that I’m able to help them live this chapter. I am continuously working on patience, coping with stress, and unconditional love. Mostly, I am still learning to let go of the illusion of control, to take one day at a time, to live joyfully in the moment, and to rely on the love, strength, and peace that is God.
I Found God today contemplating the last 4 years.