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I was so moved today by what happened I feel compelled to share it with you. I have been dealing with so much pain on a daily basis that I have not been able to do the things I normally do, which is bless and love on people outside of my home. It has always brought me great joy to love and help others. However, today I felt in my heart I needed to visit my friend who has cancer and is on the last two weeks of chemo. I didn't want the pain to stop me from blessing her with at least a hug and to tell her I love her.
My husband asked while drinking his morning coffee, “Cristina, are you really going to drop off Andrew at school in your see through pajama shorts? I can see your underwear.” I laughed it off and said, “It doesn’t matter! I won’t be getting out of the car because I will be dropping him off in the car line.” He sighed and said, “Okay!” Off I went to drive my son to school. I was exiting our neighborhood onto a very busy road, and within seconds I got into a car accident!
I remember having this thought, “Look for ways to be generous Amy,” when I was in my late 20’s. Matt and I got married at the ripe age of 24 and 6 months into our marriage he put us on a budget tighter than my 1990’s, zipper at the bottom, stone washed jeans. Perfect! I love living on less because it’s so natural for me as a human, (insert loads of sarcasm here). Matt presented the idea that we would live off of his salary and save my salary. “Let’s pretend like we don’t even have that money,” he says. I’m like, let’s pretend that we’re married adults and let’s go buy stuff!! Stuff is fun.
Six years ago my first husband died. When I was at the cemetery looking at his casket do you think I understood why? I was 28 years old with my baby in my arms and two little girls grabbing onto my legs. How was I to raise those little girls by myself? I had become a widow and a single mom. What did that mean? How would that work? My world had been shipwrecked. I hadn’t lived a normal life for over two years since the word CANCER was brought into our lives. Honestly, when we found out Brian had cancer I thought we would overcome. I didn’t think there was a chance in a million years that Brian would die. Not Brian! Not my husband! Not the father of my children! We were Christians, believed in miracles and healing.
Bal•ance [bal-uhns] Balance is defined as a state of equilibrium or equipoise, an equal distribution of weight; a mental steadiness or emotional stability; a habit of calm behavior. It has also been described as an instrument for determining weight, using the visual of a bar with a fulcrum at the center, where each end is a suspending scale, one holding an object of a certain weight, and the other holding the object to be weighed. The spanish word for balance is armonía, beautiful isn’t it?