Amazing Grace



Photo credit:  The Expat Princess, University of Florida Natural History Museum, Butterfly Rainforest


Fifteen years ago today I broke my ankle in several parts in my living room in Brazil.  We had moved there two months earlier.  My household possessions had still not arrived.

It took my mother two weeks to get to Brazil  (she needed to get a visa) but then she stayed for ten weeks to take care of me and my family.  Can you imagine giving up ten weeks of your life to nurse a bedridden, super cranky daughter?   In a foreign country?  She left Big Mike alone to fend for himself for 7 weeks.  He was gracious about lending her to us.

Sally did have a driver, housekeeper,  and a personal trainer so she was not feeling too sorry for herself.   She cooked, picked up the three year old from nursery school, supervised homework, and  brought me diet chocolate and two whiskeys every evening, one at 6 p.m. and one at 7.  (I was not given any pain killers when I left the hospital).  She and Mr. Understanding wrangled me into the shower every couple of days, a garbage bag up to my hip.  When I bathed my mother after her surgery, my thoughts returned to this most hideous period of my life and how generous she was with me.

And this I would say is the joy that cometh after a dark period.  One is never the same.  Being still and knowing Who Is In Charge fundamentally changes one in ways indefinable – until the next period of darkness. It creates patience.  Endurance.  Empathy and sympathy.  The kindness of virtual strangers and love of family members does carry one through.  I am a better person because of a broken ankle.  I will be a better wife, mother, and daughter because of this broken heart.   We learn by doing.

I did not cry this morning in yoga when Amazing Grace came on over the speakers.




Filed under Family, Friends, Life, Religion, Travel

6 responses to “Amazing Grace

  1. MrsNATO

    And that enlightenment is the work of the Holy Spirit. You continue to amaze me! Write on!

  2. Donna

    Accepting help when you have only experienced helping, is a most humbling and enlightening life lesson. Probably one of the most important ones you can ever learn.
    I too, will always remember being 36 years old and my mother spoonfeeding me broth bedside because I was too sick to feed myself. It seemed like an honor to bathe and change her after her stroke many years later. Precious memories MK.

  3. Cols

    I love reading these snippets of life! This especially touched my heart ❤️ My God continue to heal yours


    Love your writing MK! You are so gifted and have a beautiful heart!❤️ Sending love your way! Kristin

    Sent from my iPad


  5. raftbuddy

    Full circle, circle of life, circle of love. xo

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s