Yes, it's only February and we have flowers in bloom. The temperatures are still a bit cool. Yesterday, I caught a glimpse of our first daffodil but we have two bushes that have been in bloom for a week. The bright blossoms are not the only signs of spring in the Smith house... it is also the start of BASEBALL season... and that means less time at home for Justin but a little more excitement as we all enjoy his passion for coaching. I'm anxious to walk to the field with Anna this year (it's only about 6 blocks away) and catch as many games as possible. However, I am going to have to start paying some 6th grade girls in concession snacks to help keep tabs on our two-year-old. Last year I could at least keep Anna in a stroller for a couple innings, I'm thinking she will have no desire to comply this season. Thankfully, like most places we travel Anna is well received and there will be plenty of eyes on her... especially for her dancing between innings.
This time of year is always a little challenging for me... today, February 22nd, marks three years since my car accident. Though I am reminded daily of what that one little moment changed for my physical health, I rejoice because I know that through my accident and recovery I have found strength. I have gained greater mental and physical strength, greater perspective, greater faith as well as greater patience, compassion and acceptance for others. Our marriage has strengthened in love and endurance... and who could forget the precious gift of the "unplanned" yet perfectly timed gift of our little Anna. We have received so much comfort and support from family, friends and even strangers that remind us of God's provision and love. We have learned so many lessons and sometimes we are pressed beyond what we think we can bear... but then we are reminded... we can survive.
I try to remain as upbeat as possible especially when I try to give updates on this blog... but today I feel the need to be honest and reveal my weakness. The truth is, I struggle. I struggle to get through everyday. Physically, I am constantly feeling pain with every step even after three cortizone injections and exercising brings added risks and fear of injuring myself further. I know that I am blessed to have the mobility that I do and I have the insurance to cover my continued health needs. It's just difficult to deal with the reality that I will have problems with my right foot, heel, ankle and leg for the rest of my life... all because of one little moment that I do not remember and cannot erase. I cannot explain why but even with all of the blessings... there is still the memory of what "used to be" and the reminder of my limitations. I'm sorry for the complaints, but I'm fighting back tears as I just tell the truth. I have trouble sharing my weaknesses, so thank you for listening to/reading my confession. For those of you who are praying folks... please pray for my constant battle against guilt, depression, painful arthritis and for my upcoming surgery on my foot this summer.
On a happier note... the passing of three years brings relief because the statute of limitations is now expired and the woman whose car I hit has not sought any litigation. Also, the points on my license will be removed which will also reduce our monthly car insurance.
So today, I'm reminded to rejoice in the simple things and I am thankful for blessings like hot lemon tea and honey, warm towels fresh out of the dryer, watching a talking a pig with my sticker-covered daughter who manages everyday to bring joy to the depths of my heart, sitting on the couch with the man who has stood by me through the roughest, toughest and tenderest moments of my life and I still feel a flutter of my heart when he holds my hand. I'm thankful for our simple little home, our simple little life... and God's enduring love.