Come to think of it, if you read my last blog post entitled "Why Giving Freely Shows My Trust," then you will see the kind of internal battle I sometimes have to fight with myself to remember to trust.
Part of that is literal. We have a beautiful huge house and cars and utilities and good educations and food and diapers and medicine/oils, and so much more.
This year was one of those years that was extraordinarily hard both financially and emotionally. Yet, as I reflect on the events of this year – I find nothing but good. It all came together for me on Christmas morning.
After a lifetime of challenges, the cherished mom of several of our kids has become a stable, working woman with a healthy relationship, who is re-engaging in her children's lives with us and is distancing herself from her traumatic past and terrible choices. (We raised her too, so this is thrilling for us as well!)
My life feels so right when others support us in whatever way they are capable. My role is to trust irrationally and to be grateful no matter what.
As some character in the Princess Diaries once said, "The concept is grasped. It's the execution that is a little elusive!" But I'm working on it.