Remember Your Purpose

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I am so thankful to be home.  This does not mean it’s been easy.  We’ve struggled to set up routines and bring in home health three or four times a week.  In addition, I’ve had several appointments with various doctors requiring uncomfortable rides to town and back.  

I found myself wishing I wasn’t so busy.  

Then I started thinking about the reason for all my meetings.  It was about healing.  Isn’t that my goal?

So I’ve taken a new perspective of gratitude and responsibility.  Healing is my job right now and I’m blessed to be able to do it at home rather than in a hospital.  So when I feel like life is too busy I remember my goal and it makes it easier to endure.

Where do you find purpose? How can you be grateful for it?

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  1. Tracy McCartSeptember 15, 2022 at 3:57 PM

    I will miss you and your positivity always. Thank you for being so amazing.

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