Lessons I’m Learning From Having A Voice But Not Being Able To Speak
A doctor-imposed silence for two weeks—never could I have imagined that this would happen to me.
Upon my return home, I had barely turned off the ignition before the sweet daughter I’m blessed with came up to the car. I was moved by her compassion as she opened the door for me. On her heels was the middle son God has entrusted to us. They both looked so concerned as they greeted me with tender hugs. Then came my husband. He hugged me tightly and kept saying, “You’re going to be okay, Honey.” I had been doing fine up until this point. But feeling the love of the children and now nestled in my husband’s warm embrace, the tears began to flow. I was crying not because I was feeling sorry for myself but because I was so overwhelmed by my family’s love and support. [Read More]