It's amazing to me how perspective makes all the difference.
I have found in the last five years of my life, that my constant headaches have made many other things in life, that might have once bothered me, pale in comparison.
When pain, in my case, a headache, rules your life, and every day is planned, and lived, around that fact, you know clearly what matters, and what doesn't.
This week, my headache has been exceptionally brutal. I have struggled, I will admit it.
Then, in a matter of a couple of hours, this little guy, named "Cooper", was born.
Grandchild # 6
Grandson # 3
And suddenly, there isn't a headache in the world that will stop me making the drive to get there.
And NOTHING matters,except that he and his mom are ok.
You gotta love it.
I confess, when day after day I wake up with a slamming headache, I begin to wonder about the value of life.
But I'm ok now.
I've been reminded in the sweetest of ways.
That it matters.
Life. Family. Love.
The quilt was done....with his name on the bottom. I just had to come home last night and put the date on the top.
I hope he'll keep it forever.
Back to the loom tomorrow, feeling very grateful.