There, but for the grace of God, go I

There is a downpour of rain.  I stay inside.

The wind howls through the trees.  I close my window.

I am hungry.  I go to the fridge to decide what I want to eat.

I am tired.  I go back to bed.

I am thirsty.  I pour myself a glass of water.

I wonder what is happening in the world?  I listen to the news.

My family is far away.  I call them to speak with them.

I hear a loud tapping.  It is a bird at my window.

I am ill.  I seek help from my doctor.

My children need an education. They go to school.

I need a new winter coat.  I buy one.

I don’t like the colour of my dining room.  I paint it.

I want to be creative.  I buy a sketch book.

I want to learn Spanish.  I take a course.

I am concerned about my fitness.  I use my treadmill.

How is my son doing in school?  I talk to his teacher.

Christmas is coming.  What do I need?  Nothing.  I need for nothing.  I want for nothing.  I have been graced with family, friends, and now good health.  This is my life today.  Tomorrow?  Who knows.  Today – I am blessed.  Today – I have what so many others lack.  How is it that “I” have so much?  How is it, that by simple right of birth – I do not “want”?

It would have been so easy for the shoe to be on the other foot.  At any given moment of any given day – I could be “them”.  I could be without shelter, water, food, safety.

Christmas is coming.  Our needs are met.  Others’ are not.  Others seek refuge – the greatest gift we could ever give to one another.

Because – it could just as easily have been “me” on the other side of the window, the other side of good health, and on the other side of the world.

 

 

 

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About inmycorner

This blog began as an opportunity to tell my Dad's stories. I sat with him and the computer and together we told stories. It was a wonderful way to get to know Dad. He was 9. He and Mom had a wonderful life together and since she passed away a year and a half before him - Dad was ready to join her. I no longer tell his stories but have found stories of my own. The impetus to resume this blog was the discovery that I had stage 4 ovarian cancer. Since blogging had been so therapeutic for my dad and I to get through our grief, I felt maybe this would be a good outlet to process my situation. I also hoped it may serve as an outreach to anyone else who is facing this very ominous journey. So far, so good.
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8 Responses to There, but for the grace of God, go I

  1. Wonderful post and moved by the close in the last 2 paragraphs.

    • inmycorner says:

      Thank-you, David. I really appreciate your feed-back. Funny how sometimes, things come easily without much thought. Maybe that’s the secret – I shouldn’t think! (Grin)

  2. April says:

    To repeat what I always hear…the best things in life aren’t things. Have a healthy holiday and enjoy every minute of it.

  3. Gwen says:

    Amen, my friend. Sometimes it is easy to get caught up in the season, but we are truly blessed.

  4. I have more than I need Stacey. This is beautiful.

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