Yesterday was one of those days that no one wishes for and anyone who has to go through it is grateful that it is past.
Yesterday we learned that my aunt, who is 84 years old and lives alone, had fallen at home and broke her hip. She had fallen on Christmas Eve and no one found her until that day after Christmas.
Yesterday after learning of this we jumped in the car and drove the two hours to the hospital to see her.
Yesterday we stayed with her for a couple hours while she wafted in and out of consciousness due to the morphine they had her on for the pain.
Yesterday, while visiting her we learned that they will be doing the surgery to repair her hip today.
Yesterday, we learned that she will be sent to a nursing home afterwards for rehabilitation and it is doubtful that she will ever be able to return to her home where she has lived for over forty years.
Yesterday, while driving back home I contemplated what that would do to my aunt’s will. All of her siblings have passed and all of her friends over the years have passed too. She already questions why she is still here when those who were closest to her have gone.
Yesterday, after we got back home, I asked God to help me accept his will and find peace.
Finally, yesterday after all this, I read a post about what one of my friend’s daughter had said and I thanked God for lifting a little of the funk away. His daughter said:
“If I had a nickel for every time someone said that to me, I would have $1.17.” – M. Eime
After that, I went to bed and slept for ten hours, waking up to a less heavy heart and a better outlook. Thank God today is not yesterday.