This Sunday at Church the Minister talked about not dwelling on the past; to give thanks for what we have received, but to live our lives in the present and look forward to the future.
Coincidentally - or not - my Mum was sitting beside me for the third Sunday in a row, and she was scheduled to fly back home that very evening.
There are days where the Minister seems to have written his sermon just for me and this was one of those days.
I took comfort from his words, and instead of being sad that Mum was leaving I gave thanks for the weeks that we'd had together.
Instead of dwelling on the past, on the years gone by and the thousands of miles that separate us, I look forward to when Mum will visit again.
I have been very bitter for many, many years over what I have wrongly thought of as my wife forcing me to leave my birth family and move here to the States. Wrongly, because it was my decision to leave. I could have stayed and let her go and never seen her again, instead I chose to leave my family so I could be with her. Foolishly, believing that we'd move back to Australia some day. Naively, not comprehending how difficult that choice would be to live with. But it was my choice. I made it, and I've lived with it.
But until now I've always lived in the past, dwelling on what may have been, instead of what is.
Life has been hard, there have been tears over the years.
But there has been joy, too.
It's time for me to stop living in the past,
to give thanks for the gifts I have received,
and look forward to the future and the gifts yet to come.
Today is a great day because it's one more day I get to spend with my wife, my children, my family.
Tomorrow will be even better.