Everything that happens, happens for a reason. That's what people tell you all the time. Its what people think you need to hear when you're going through something tough. The past few weeks have been filled with more downs than I could imagine. Every way I turn I hear how "things will get better" and "it will all be okay." But sometimes things aren't okay for a long time. And I think sometimes it may be harder for other people to accept that than it is for the person involved.
For instance, my heart hurts. I don't openly hurt in front of others because it is my duty to be strong. My heart hurts for the loss of happiness. My heart hurts for the loss of a child. My heart hurts for those who have become so wrapped up in their own lives that they miss what is going on around them. My heart hurts for the girls who lost their love for the sport that made me so happy. My heart hurts for the family who loss that precious little girl and every single person who was affected by her death. My heart hurts for the sister who held it together when most people I know would have fallen apart. My heart hurts for the little boy who will have to be reminded of the little things his wonderful, beautiful sister did for him.
But it is in me to stay strong. And its hard to be strong all of the time.
But then something happens to remind you its going to be okay. And if I had posted this last night I would not have been able to say that. Today Avery said hi. I picked out a random skill card from our bin. It was hers. And it just reminded me that time is precious. Life is precious. And I needed that reminder. So I just want to say that, everything does happen for a reason. Sometimes God needs a messenger. Avery was that messenger. Sometimes you have to be reminded that everything could be worse. I'm just thankful that Avery can send me little messages still and remind me that everything will be okay as long as I remember God has a plan.
