I worry sometimes about the impact that my headaches have on my boys. Do they ever feel angry or bitter? I try my best to keep things as normal as possible, but there are times when I just have to lie down or plans have to be cancelled/postponed. I worry that perhaps they are left with the impression that women are weak…in a house with three boys and a girl, it is pretty obvious that only Mommy gets headaches. We have tried to explain that this is a challenge that Mommy faces and we all need to cooperate…for the most part, they are empathetic and rise to the occasion.
Migraines stink! But I know it could be so much worse. I am grateful that my headaches are only temporary and, most times, only affect me 4 days a month. I hope that my boys are learning patience from this experience and how to be caregivers in their own ways.
Sometimes I can get discouraged when I get a migraine. It really messes up my plans! My grandma had a friend who wrote poetry. There was one poem that seems to apply to these days…if only I could remember.
I needed the quiet, so He took me aside,
Into the shadows where we could confide;
Away from the bustle, where all the day long
I hurried and worried, when active and strong.
I needed the quiet, though at first I rebelled,
But gently, so gently, my cross He upheld,
And whispered so sweetly of spiritual things,
Though weakened in body, my spirit took wings.
To heights never dreamed of when active and gay,
He loved me so greatly, He drew me away.
I needed the quiet, no prison my bed
But a beautiful valley of blessing instead,
A place to grow richer, in Jesus to hide,
I needed the quiet, so He drew me aside.
--Alice Hansche Mortenson
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