i watched my first snow gently falling this morning, right after i woke up and had breakfast. on this international day of celebration for women, too! : )
i consider it a most welcome sign from the heavens, considering the challenges i've been through lately, with papa's month-long hospitalization and eventual demise, and now, mama's own more-than-a-month long hospitalization here now at the Southern Regional Hospital in Riverdale, Georgia...
my life's been on hold since then. i just live each day as it comes. one can't really make plans when everything is up in the air and constantly changing...
i can't even make plans for the next day, because each new day that unfolds is always an adventure and a roller-coaster ride with mama. in their own way, these days are special and meaningful and enriching for my relationship with her, and for our souls, although they are very challenging, too... with her memory loss, and diabetes, kidney and heart complications... i am continually called to pour out more loving, and more emptying, than i thought i had it in me to give.
one never knows if each day is the end, or the beginning. most times, it is both.
still, better, happier, more stable and hopeful times are coming, my gentle March snow flurries are telling me, in this time between the thawing of winter and the budding of spring.
thank you, God, for this sweet reminder.