Friends, we are for sure living in a time of unknowns. Will we be able to send our kids to school or will they need to learn remotely? Will we be able to go to our workplace or will we work from home? Can we eat inside of a restaurant or will it all be take out? Can we visit over coffee or tea at our favorite spot with our friends? My mom has always said all we can do is take one day at a time. This year has definitely taught me how to do just that. We do not need to worry about what tomorrow will bring. Eighty five percent of what we worry about will never happen. So today I ask you to just choose to enjoy the day….one moment at a time.
Today as I was getting ready to post something on a group Facebook page a Facebook memory popped up. I am not one to re-share my Facebook memories, but as I looked at my husband holding onto my daughter in the NICU I decided to re-share the picture. Eleven years ago I spent a week in the hospital before our daughter came two months early. I had already been transferred from one hospital to another. Before having a c-section I was bleeding a lot and no one could truly tell me what was happening. The doctors had given me the best case scenario and the worst case scenario. I was only allowed to have two visitors who had to wear wristbands to identify they were my visitors. My husband had a wristband and my mother. This meant my father was not allowed to come see me. One day my mother tried to be sneaky so my dad could come see me. He was concerned about what was going on, concerned about me, and obviously concerned about my baby. The nurses caught my dad and told him he was not allowed to go into my room. Maybe you do not remember what was going on 11 years ago but we were in a pandemic. When my daughter was born it was right in the middle of the H1N1 pandemic. Her big brother, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends were not allowed to see her until she was released right before Christmas (22 days later). During this time from calling my parents to say you need to come over I am losing too much blood, to being told you must be transported to a hospital so they have the skill to handle your situation, to being told we are going to perform an emergency c-section while you are both stable, to my baby being taken straight to the NICU before I could even see her, to when I had to split my time between the NICU and bedtimes with my 3 year old I didn’t allow the fear to take over. My faith was bigger than my fears. Now as we living through another pandemic we all must have faith bigger than our fear, we must pray more than we worry, we must look for the good moments among the crazy unknown. We will get through this pandemic just like the others. Something I recently read was a good reminder of how we should face this unknown time. The book said, “The key is to remember that what we don’t know, He knows. What we don’t see, He sees. And where we feel lost and confused, He is certain”. How big is your faith? Rely on Him. God has got this!