I think sometimes we need little reminders of where we’ve been to realize where we are. On this day four years ago I found myself in the middle of a life or death situation for the second time in my life.
Anaphylaxis. I don’t recommend it, so don’t try that at home (or while driving between work spots as was my case). But guess what, I don’t fear it either. In the midst of multiple reactions that could have quickly taken my life I chose to do something that I’m not so sure many would have chosen.
I chose prayer.
I chose calmness.
I chose confidence in His direction.
I chose to walk a different path than the path most would have taken and can I just say that I am grateful and humbled and in awe of the things He did for me in those hours. So here I am, sitting in the back yard with my messy hair watching my girl play. I’m here enjoying this day, no, this LIFE. A life that I have been given and that I am determined to live well.
I have heard so many say that the toughest battles bring the most amazing growth. Maybe they don’t. Maybe they do. Maybe it’s up to us to allow the growth. Anywho, happy Wednesday people, from a girl who was just reminded that our days aren’t always predictable or promised. 💕