Finally Waking Up
After 5 years of AS going to prison and my mother wasting away with Alzhiemers, I had completely given up on believing in any HP. A month ago the AS relapse became apparently and I found this sight and began to read. Last night I had a dream that I woke up in a white room that was both hospital and hotel like. I knew I had been asleep for a long time but didn't know how long. I got out of the bed and washed my feet with warm water from a small hose and cried with the joy from the feeling of the warm water. I was at peace and knew that I was safe. There was nobody in the room but I knew that I had been cared for and kept safe while I was asleep.
To me it means that God was there the entire time I wasn't, that She never gave up, never left me, just waited patiently until I woke up.
Thanks to all of you for the things you have shared and helping me remember that there is more to life than random chaos.