Wednesday, November 24, 2010
On Monday I sat in the SICU at the hospital holding my Grandmothers hand. As much as I believe and trust in God, he always finds ways to surprise me and let me see his hand at work. Arriving at the hospital the nurse was giving Granny a bath and I was more than happy to not be a nurse at that moment, but a granddaughter there to help. The nurse, myself, and Granny laughed about the kids, her kids and mine. A mother will always be a mother...even at 83 and your children are in their 60's. The sparkle in her eye and the smile on her face as I named each of her 6 children said it all. Thank you, God for allowing this special moment.
The family is praying and difficult decisions are being made.
My Grandmother slipped into a peaceful sleep and as I sat looking at her sleep, I couldn't but help think of my life, choices, and paths taken. I almost missed coming to the hospital, because I was too busy...too busy...when does life get that busy...and the things that really matter get lost?
When the little things get lost?
As I sat beside her I mentally listed those little things....
The 5-10 minutes every morning I spend with God....listening for his voice.
The warm cup of coffee Tony greets me with every morning.
The morning smile from my teen...even when she is tired and grumpy!
Miss Sarah singing at the top of her lungs...a song she is making up as she goes along.
Hearing (Big) Tony downstairs singing a song, one he is making up as he goes along.
Lil Tony still giving me a bear hug and kiss before I leave for work.
Watching the kids giggle and laugh with each other.
Having a husband that smiles when he pulls into the driveway.
Enjoying nature and the wildlife that visits our yard every night.
Family dinner...mess and all!
Reading with the kids in bed every evening.
Listening to the kids say their prayers.
Watching my children peacefully sleep.
Spending time with Tony recounting our day.
Knowing my mom is only a phone call away.
Being able to start this all over tomorrow.
These little things make up the important big picture.
There was a time when I didn't pay attention to the little things, when I let the hustle and bustle of my day get in the way. The price is high when the little things are lost.
What are the little things you are thankful for?
And thank you God for letting them not get lost....