Waiting

It's a strange feeling, waiting for someone to die.  You know it's inevitable but you cling to hope that the process will miraculously be reversed.  I remember being torn by emotion when my husband was dying.  I wanted his suffering over but wanted more that he'd be cured, yet knowing it wouldn't/couldn't happen.  You feel as though you're in a limbo where, no matter what you wish or want, a course has been set in motion that is heading in a pre-destined direction.

I have a strong belief that nothing happens by chance, that we are meant to experience what we do, that we are meant to meet and love the people we do.  Maybe these are life lessons that we are meant to learn.

Be thankful for each day you get to experience and make the best of it.  Our lifespan is not all that long and there is so much to learn...and so much to love.