Components of time is one way to measure your life. Parcelling out blocks of time. Counting times an action happens. Appointments. Treatments.
Today's test will take a little more than one painful hour.
I am reminded of the day I was sure I wasn't going to make it.
It was the day my breast split in half from an infection that nearly killed me. Special nurses 3 times a day for months. I had a choice. I decided I was going to live.
Dr. Michael put his face right up to mine and said,"You can consider this a tragedy, no one would blame you. Or you can take one more breath and another one after that. Pretty soon you will be up again and walking. One little step at a time. Pretty soon it will be a thousand steps and you will marvel at your strength.
I have taken hundreds of thousands of steps since then. Which only means I still have to choose to keep walking and breathing. I never did find that pride but I am not dead yet. Although many strong friends are.
I will live until I die and I will do it with all the truth I can. Hopefully with enough forgiveness and love. No one said it was going to be fair.