Wednesday
Dear Elsie
Today is our 37th wedding anniversary! Yup, ’twas 37 years ago Grandpa and I got married. This was the day!
When I woke up, Mike had been up late last night working on one of his creative anniversary cards. He’s so good at it. They are super special.
Inside…
Can’t beat my two cats, that’s for sure! And he got their profiles drawn perfectly. I had a hearty laugh!
We had a cooked breakfast. I did some work and after my regular Wednesday meeting, we went to do some shopping to get David’s prescription filled. They have reduced some of the medication. We hope to get his blood results by Friday.
The afternoon, Mike slept and Julian arrived.
Celebrating our wedding anniversary always makes me reflect. Reflecting over the last year leads me to the struggle we have faced as a family. I’ve not mentioned it on this platform because it hurt so deeply but in November, Stacey had a miscarriage which was devastating for all of us. We were overseas and I was so far away. I felt so helpless not being there to comfort her. Stacey has such a strong faith and she knows God is in control but the pain was deep.
Then this year, David’s long Covid has consumed our time and energy. He is resilient and we are so grateful that he is mentally strong, but despite this, it is not easy. It’s not ‘forever Covid’ but we have resigned ourselves that we are in for the long haul.
Trials affect a marriage one way or the other. One of the things that has happened is we have been united in our grief both with Stacey’s loss and with David’s health. When they hurt, we hurt.
It’s 37 years of marriage and it is my prayer that by the time I sit down, God willing, to write 38 years of marriage, it will be with these trials behind us. For now, it’s a dinner out for us this evening. It’s been a beautiful day with the sun shining and the sky blue. We have a lot to be grateful for. We continue to trust God for all things & we surrender all.
Psalm 141:2
May my prayer be set before you like incense; may the lifting up of my hands be like the evening sacrifice.
It’s not about now – we are only passing through.
Keep the smile going.
God bless you.
In His Grip,
Gran xx 🙂