Monday, September 14, 2015

I can do hard things.


I wear this bracelet around my wrist most days to help me remember 
that I can do hard things.
I think recovering and surviving plane crash was really hard (and still is),
but it's also things like, this weekend when I transferred Lottie from a crib
to a toddler bed.  That was really hard for me to do!!
It was emotional (my baby isn't in a crib anymore...wahhhhh),
and frustrating (she yells my name and gets out of bed frequently).
I think doing hard things also includes choosing the right when 
the choice would be more convenient the easy way-even when it's wrong.
Doing hard things also means forgiving, understanding,
resisting to try and fix everything all the time.
Sometimes it's talking about things that bring up 
emotions you don't want to feel,
it's standing up for others, and certainly it's
being true to your faith.
And a lot of the time, doing hard things means being honest.
Just because something is hard doesn't mean it's wrong,
or that we should throw in the towel.
Looking back now, some of my most rewarding moments were also
undoubtedly some of the hardest days I'll ever know.
After the accident, everything was hard,
 I couldn't even go to the bathroom by myself.
But deep down I knew that these hardships were also a very 
a big part of my journey here on earth, and God was in control.
I knew I was learning patience, hard work,
love, empathy for others, and mercy.
I was learning to stretch and grow so someday I could enrich 
my children's lives with my experiences.
It's wasn't always pretty, but I never gave up.
I can do hard things.



(photo 2009, Justin Hackworth)