My 16th anniversary has arrived. Special days don’t wait until cancer has passed. Sixteen years is somewhat of a long time, but it doesn’t feel like it. It feels like a breath of time. The early years held many adjusting days. We had to learn how to live together, how to give a little, how to take a little. We had to learn our roles with each other and in our home. We learned what the other recognized as love and caring and we learned how to show that. We learned to speak in a language the other understood.
We learned how to walk together through hard times, how to be there for one another. Most days we learned when to speak and when not to speak. This season is another another tough one. It’s the most difficult tough time we’ve ever had. I know that surviving it won’t be a problem. We’ve already survived so much.
I praise God that most people can’t tell by looking at us that we are in the midst of difficult days. The other storms in our lives have made us stronger and taught us that our Daddy always takes care of us. We have no doubts about making it through this season. We just lean in on each other and keep walking.
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