Life is full of challenges. Each day presents its own unique opportunities for us to learn and grow, but what I am becoming aware of is the shift. When I shift my perception of any given situation, I begin to see the miracles.
Elliott is my “bonus” father. A creative term shared with me from a friend to replace the word “step”. Elliott is dying. It will be a matter of time before he takes his last breath and transitions to a beautiful world where he is healthy once again. Instead of the painful sadness that comes from watching someone you love die, I am overcome with peace and love. Of course, I am sad. It is difficult to watch his children with their various levels of grief. Some carrying guilt while others carry other burdens.
The same holds true when Bailey was born. Being told I was having a child with Down syndrome was presented as if I had cancer. While Bailey’s happiness can be infectious, it is nothing like the torments of cancer. True, the unknown is, well, the unknown. It can be scary. Truth be told, I prefer to not have a crystal ball, but instead have the faith that all is planned in my highest good. Traveling on the road of faith today.