Saturday, April 9, 2011

The strength of a man

When you think of a strong man, what do you think of? 
Is he tough?

Ripped with muscles?

Does he have endurance?

Or, the fortitude to adjust to any situation?

Before my husbands illness, he had all of the above and I always saw him as a strong man.  It was not until he became ill, that I saw his true strength.  No matter what is going on around him, or within his body, there is this light of sweetness, kindness, humor and grace that emulates from his very being.  I do not know where he finds that strength.  It must come from deep down or is something he was simply blessed with.  It seems to come natural for him and because of this, I look up to him.  I admire him.  To me, this is true strength. 

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  1. Congrats Dear Hubby for making it to your 6 month anniversary of survival with Pulmonary Fibrosis. I love you dearly, embrace everyday that we are together, and am so proud of you!

  2. Christina...that was lovely. I think you are the one who gives him strength. Your love for him shows in everything you say and do, this post is a testament to that. He is a very lucky man to have you by his side.

    Jeanne xx

  3. a lovely post.
    this kind of strength is amazing.

    my sister had this kind of strength~
    she never complained... always stayed positive...

    to have this kind of grace and strength through an illness is a blessing to themselves and all those around.

    my thoughts are with you both in your struggles.

    many blessings~

  4. Dear Chasity,

    Thanks for taking the time to stop by. It is and honor to have you here and I am so sorry for the loss of your dear sister, Shauna. Such a beautiful spirit she is. I know that she is still with all of you and is very proud of the family that she has- so full of love. xoxo

  5. God bless you darling xxxxx