The sixth anniversary of my sister’s diagnosis is in six weeks. I still don’t know it all, but I’ve managed to learn a few things in the past six years:
- The secret to life isn’t waiting for the storm to pass; it’s learning to dance in the rain (borrowed from Cindy Smith, who lost her son to infantile Batten disease but never lost her resolve against the monster that robbed her).
- Even the strongest storms are followed by rays of sunlight, however fleeting.
- People – really GOOD people – provide shelter from the storms when the rain beats down and the punishing winds grow unbearable.
I am incredibly grateful for the GOOD people in my life – the people who’ve dared to believe with us. Without them, we’d be lost.