On life and love and all that is fleeting...

We think we will be strong forever. We forget the use for hospital beds and wheelchairs and all those things that remind us we are not always strong enough. We forget that true strength is not determined by what our bodies can do.

Today I am at the rehab hospital with my Aunt and Uncle learning how to help when he comes home. I am glad to have a part. I am thankful for the reminder that sometimes we are called to the part of the strong and sometimes we are called to the part of the weak. Both are valid and worthy of respect. Some lessons are best learned when we are strong; some lessons only the weak understand and we will each have our turn at both. I am also thankful to learn that love makes us strong enough to do what we must.
We do the best we can with what we have and thank God for the rest...

Sorry for the typos and bad grammar...typing a blogpost from the phone is a bit tricky.
Sent from Rachel's iPhone
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