April didn’t get off to a good start…
This morning, as I was busy getting myself ready (after getting Dana ready), I stepped out of the bathroom in a hurry, slipped, fell backwards and hit my head flat on the floor. I let out a loud shriek which stunned Dana and the help. I was momentarily paralysed and writhing in shock. In desperation, they did what they knew best – ring Daddy. I assured him I was fine, that he needn’t make the drive home but he turned up at the door anyway just to ensure I was safe and escorted me to office.
I’m thankful that despite the fall, I did not break my spine nor sustain more serious head injury…thankful that I could still make it to work to attend an important meeting… most of all, I’m thankful for a hubby who puts me high on his list of priorities and demonstrates his love for me through practical means especially in times of need.
I can choose to curse the sky, the earth and the floor for causing me to fall (even as I’m still nursing a sprained neck). I can choose to be bitter about the way April has started on the wrong slippery foot…I can choose to gripe about many things that are not going well in my life right now…but today, I choose to be thankful…thankful for small mercies and great love that surround me.
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