I've always been a strong believer in Everything happens for a reason. Growing up it helped me to accept the physical challenges I had to deal with on a daily basis. Everything from dressing to shopping was difficult. Knowing that God made me "different" helped me to understand that I had a purpose in life. Plus, it made me look at what others had to deal with and I quickly discovered that there were a lot of people out there with bigger problems that me.
Today while waiting for my oil change, I met an amazing woman with a heartbreaking story. When she was 20 weeks pregnant, she lost her husband unexpectedly. Yet, she sat there holding her one year old son and informed me that even though it is difficult she believes that this is how it was meant to be. Of course she misses her husband and misses the involved father he was to their five year old daughter. And I can't help think she may be the strongest woman I have ever met.
Today I left the dealership a different woman. I have always tried to appreciate the little things in life and help others realize that life is a gift, but this mother made me realize that the loss of a spouse can happen at any age regardless if there are children involved. Yes, I always knew that this could happen, but she really made me think about this horrible reality.
I know that I can't control everything in my life, but, when my husband comes home from work tonight, I plan on giving him an extra long hug, because you just never know when it might be the last.