There are people in my life whom I love so much who are so strong and so good. So accepting of what life offers. So deep and calm in their Christian faith. So loved and so needed. Makes everything I do; everything I worry about; all the things I let upset me - seem completely insignificant.
I take her a quilt. Not that she needs a quilt. It is that I need to do something for her - I hope she knows and can feel the love in the fabric - in the stitches. I pray for her - sometimes I cry for her.
She comforts me - tells me she is okay. She is teaching me. Hard lessons. Lessons I don't want to learn. Her faith is amazing. I know that she is much more than okay.