It really is my choice...

So I have been licking my wounds for the past few weeks, but I am ready to move on.  It is funny what will come up and slap you right in the face as a reason to move on.  This time it is a very sweet young woman in my small group.  She is in her barely twenties and was recently diagnosed with cancer.  I was so humbled by her first email to tell us all about her diagnosis.  She had only known about her diagnosis for a few hours when she comforted all of us with the reminder that her God is the same God with cancer as He was the day  before she knew about the cancer.  She reminded me that everything is a matter of perspective and we have a choice to make as we navigate this world.  It isn't a grand playground of wonderful experiences all of the time.  In fact, there are moments of pure joy tucked into hours of pure monotony and minutes of pure misery.  The only thing that changes that fact is the attitude I choose.  So if my sweet friend can take cancer with a resounding faith, then I surely should be able to move on from a broken dream and focus on other dreams.  I am thinking now about my girls and how I want to focus more energy on being a better parent.  Any of you who have run into Jenna lately know that I have my hands full with that one.  Kindergarten is coming fast and furious and I am not sure we are ready for it or should I say I am not sure kindergarten is ready for Jenna.  It is going to be a wild ride! Stay tuned for some entertaining stories coming up!