Thank you Suffering

 I'm grateful for my suffering. Thank you suffering. I thank my suffering. I thank those who have done me wrong, I thank those who have left me behind. Thank you. 

Because without you being here to inflict that suffering I would never have known how beautiful and lovely life can be. When my husband is laughing and being goofy, when my daughter dances and sings. When my cat rolls over and shows me her belly and is always near to comfort me. 

When the horse comes out and rolls in the mud. When the frogs and crickets talk at night. When the grass cushions my steps. When the warm water from my lavender bath soaks into my skin. When the heat from a meal hits my face. When me and my friends win a game. When my daughter hugs me and my husband looks at me with a sigh. I sigh too. 

Because we are alive and truly what a miracle it is. We can breathe in this sweet country air. We can sit by the water and watch it glisten in the sun. We can sit under the moon and reflect on all we have done. Because tomorrow is a new day. Tomorrow will come and if it doesn't come well at least I can say that  I ate, I sang, I danced, I held my husband's hand, I kissed my daughter's face, I laughed with my friends, I found comfort with my family, I soaked up every ray of sunshine, I counted every star, I loved so, so deeply, I let go of the hate in my heart and god damnit I lived. I lived and I will not have to plea to death not to take me because I was too late. 

It's not too late. I am not afraid.

L.M.A