I am proud to be writing this blog as part of Slice of Life Tuesday over at Two Writing Teachers.
Shortly after my husband died, I received a blessing bracelet from a dear friend. The "instructions" that came with the bracelet suggested you touch each of the four white beads while silently thinking about persons or things that you are grateful for, with the hopes that the more blessings you name, the more you would find. I followed the directions and found comfort in naming those people and things that lifted me up in a time of such great need. I thought about my family, my home, and the colleagues that came to my side. I reflected on the graceful heron that flew overhead at just the right moment, and the smiling children that we greeted at the door each morning. I was finding blessings all around me, thanks to that bracelet, and I became more aware of all the gifts in my life.
After some time I stopped wearing the bracelet, taking it out occasionally on a blue day to remind me of those wonders in my life.
But yesterday I took that bracelet out to wear again because sadly, the friend who gifted me with this bracelet lost her battle with cancer. Putting that bracelet on my wrist suddenly took on a new meaning. I decided for now to dwell on the gifts my friend shared with me: endless fortitude, genuine care for all she came in contact with, a gentle sense of humor, and deep love of family. Those are certainly wonderful gifts to hang on to, and gifts that will carry me through these heavy days.
Today I say: Thank you for the love and care you gave to me and to so many others. I am blessed much more than four times because of your presence in my life.