Life And Love With A Chronic Illness

Time, it is a gift that is unassumingly stolen from us with every breath we take. It silently turns summer into fall, moments into memories, and days into decades. We wish it away while desperately clinging to it -- hoping to grip it tightly within the safety of our entangled fingers. But time is not ours to keep -- it's untamable and the very currency for which we trade to write the story of our unique and beautiful lives. Love And CF Eight years later I can still feel the words brushing against my lips as I said, "to have and to hold from this day forward." Forward. If only we truly understood what "forward" would mean and how time would become the most precious thing we shared. I think back to the day of our wedding and how excited we both were to see what the future had in store for us. How nothing seemed impossible. But that excitement was forced to change into a deep silent hope - burning in place of our love's original expectation. As we find ourselves celebrating another year together, I find myself thinking of how much our lives have changed. How much we have changed. Or, most of all, how much the realities of this life and the constraints of time have changed us. At times, that change within us is all too apparent. Even more so, at times it is too difficult to fully acknowledge and it's easier to merely exist within the comfortable shell of living in the moment -- attempting to shield ourselves from that in which has changed us and the uncertainties of a love lade...
Source: Healthy Living - The Huffington Post - Category: Consumer Health News Source Type: news