The subtle changes accumulate until they start to make themselves known: lifting my leg is slightly harder, walking has become more exhausting, choking more common. Little signs that the disease has encroached into my body a smidge further. I am losing the "Battle of Possessiom."
Although, I am weakening, I still have time to act. No longer can I hold back. The following words must be said:
1) if I have ever hurt you, I am sorry. Sometimes, I have behaved selfishly and childishly.
2) I believe that Jesus is the son of God. This belief was a turning point in my life when I was 28 years old.
3) At times, the darkness comes to me. My faith in God is, was, and will be the reason I continue to fight against despair.
4) I am very proud of my daughter and her husband. They are kind and loving people. I have not always appreciated them.
5) I am grateful for my friends. They are not my friends because I deserve them, rather they are friends because of who they are.
6) My husband is an attentive and caring person because of his faith in God.
7) Even though I am older, I continue to experience the joy of found treasures. My sister is one of those new, found treasures.
8) Lasty, thank you for reading this blog. It helps me to feel connected as I write, thinking that someone is on the other end of this communication.
