Stories of Joy

I'm going to be honest today. I've been struggling lately. Anxiety threatens to take me under at times. My husband is declining and there is nothing I can do about it. He fell Friday night, again. Has cuts and bruises, again.

My bright spot this week is simple and very personal.

Due to Mike's fall, I had a long talk with the head nurse at the facility where he is a resident. She started telling me how much they loved Mike and that she brought her dog to specifically visit him one day. Then she said that last week Mike was reading the Bible out loud to the other residents in the dining room and then said a prayer. She had never even heard him say a complete sentence before and this brought her to tears. Her stories helped ease the anxiety in my own heart and mind and brought a smile as I imagined the scenes.

I thank God that even in the midst of another setback, He brought me stories of joy.