A friend of mine recently crossed through a milestone moment — the anniversary of the death of her husband.
There’s no shirking the emotions that milestones like this bring about. Three years into her life change is nothing to gloss over, nothing to forget, nothing to celebrate …
… but there has been …
The lost days, the altered plans and the shattered dreams are beginning to yield to the blooming opportunities, new days and optimism she’s finding as she steps out of the losses and toward her new hopes. She’s grown, she’s gotten stronger, and she’s marking her milestone memories with plans for an unknown-yet-hope-filled future. That’s something to celebrate, even if the milestone moments and losses are not.
We all have these milestone moments. All of us. They are those days on the calendar or in our heart that cause us to withdraw and just think. They are our “would’a, should’a, could’a” moments that will always be a part of us.
But it’s what we do with them that counts toward our joy and our internal peace.
When we are walking through them knowing that the hard losses can still help us find our way to a future of something bigger … well, it’s then that our milestone moments are worked for good.
Hope Surrendered 