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Reflections of my 59th birthday

This day gave me a new perspective and new appreciation
I awoke with a terrible cold and fever and spent the day fighting it
I slept the entire day away
No celebration or walks on a beach, no dinner out
I have learned that health is no respecter of days, people, or times
It falls wherever it wants, whenever it will
Illness ravages the good the bad and the somewhere in the middle
I have watched one of the best people I know fight a terrible disease with grace and class
Priorities take their place
All that does not matter falls away
As the war is fought
Love penetrates even the darkest of days
Helplessness and no control….
Control is an illusion
I have learned that, amid darkness, comes a beautiful little ray of hope
Like the birth of a glorious baby miracle
There are seasons of life, and they are somewhat predictable
There is always hope for a better day even when the darkness of night leaves you crying out
I have learned that we are like sheep and tend to be herded
It is rare to stand alone and make your voice heard
I have learned that though change is needed and wanted 
that sometimes corruption is allowed to stand…for a season!!
I have learned that you must deal with your past or it sneaks into your present like a bandit
I have learned that love does win, and that forgiveness is possible over and over as often as necessary
I have learned that I AM ENOUGH though imperfect and flawed
I have learned that God gives grace to the humble
I have learned that no matter how much you try to appreciate, there is never enough summer!!
It is so fleeting, and the days are much quicker somehow
I have learned to always hope no matter how dreary
There is always a better day… a chance to start again
I have learned that there is nothing more important than the ones you are trusted to love
They are a treasure to be protected
I have learned we are in a broken, upside down, world, and that EACH life matters
No matter how young or how old, the colour of skin or religion
We are ALL loved by our Creator
PAST sins will come to the light and someday justice will be found
Brokenness creates a new kind of beauty, never seen before, after all the horrendous struggles!
In my 59th year I have learned to Hope and that colds don’t last forever
Celebrations can be delayed
I have learned that anxiety and fear have no hold over me!
I have learned to put my trust in God and that my hope is in Him!

Grace Daub written the day after my 59th birthday
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