My Quilt

Miss Amaya on her 12th birthday.  So grown up.  This picture just makes me smile.  We had so much fun when she came to visit us in Arizona.

Two weeks ago today we found that damn buggouroussnotlickious (otherwise known as a brain tumor) at the base of her brain.    Since then, it has been a roller coaster.

I can't even begin to explain all he different levels of emotions that have been experienced over the past two weeks.   Yet, tonight as I sit here looking at my niece's birthday picture  I am filled with love.  Love and awe at a beautiful young lady who is stronger then I ever thought possible. 

So, in this moment I am filled with peace.   Peace and love and trust.   Peace that only comes from one source.   From my Creator.  

A Creator who has created a quilt of love around me, and each piece is stitched with someone else's words and actions.

Stephanie who races up to the hospital

Tonya who sits beside my sister

Gwen's prayers

Text messages from Amy and Regan

A phone call from Robin

A prayer circle organized by Heath and Jenn

Comforting words from Bryan

In laws who drive 1,500 miles so I can be in Denver

2,000 visits on Amaya's Caring Bridge Site

Facetime with Amaya and Addie

Prayers from the boys

So, when I feel fear, I pull the blanket closer.   It's warmth keeps my faith.   It keeps getting larger and more comfortable and the fear starts to disappear as this quilt becomes my life line.

  

Now, I am able to sit quietly allowing only the warmth to surround me.  Knowing everything is going to be OK.   Knowing God has a plan.  

So, I stop asking "why" and trust Him.  To trust that he will turn everything to good for those who love him. To trust in his love.    To just allow him to create this quilt and help me feel it....stitch by stitch.   Piece by piece.

And, for this I am thankful.