Spring 2011....a year I will never forget.

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This spring has been a trying time to my emotional strength and my faith. last February I lost my mother. For the past five years I have been basically acting the role of her caretaker as well as her daughter. So when it came to the point of losing her I had a hard time dealing with this because I felt like I had no control over her well being at that point, whereas before I had been able to deal with her severe medical conditions in the past. But there is nothing anyone can do when a doctor tells you that it is just a matter of time. So i tried my best to accept what I could not change in terms of her health, and basically her death sentence. It was hard. And the day she died it began to rain. And then two weeks later I had to deal with a flood in my area. ANd it continued to rain and then the flood water receded somewhat. And just when I thought I was getting back on track the rain returned. And all the whiole I had to deal with facing her birthday, my birthday and then a severe flood in the Ohio river valley region. I had to leave my home for a week and live at friends houses while carting all my things around in my car. And worry about my house, my father and my pets who stayed behind to possibly prepare the house. Honestly it got to the point where I wondered what was next that was going to break my strength. I literally felt like I could pull someone's hair out. Especially those people who think it is intelligent to tell a flood victim that it is only going to get worse. FYI: Never say this to someone whose house may be in danger of being washed away. It is simply ignorant to tell someone the obvious when they are most likely on top of the news more so than anyone else during these times. But then I was able to return home. I was able to see the water finally recede after two months. My house, pets and father was safe and sound. And I got through mothers day without being able to hug the lady who obviously gave me the strength and will to get through all of this without physically harming myself or others. And I know deep down I did not lose my faith even when I began to question it. And the sad thing is, or maybe not, I am only 34 years old. But all in all I know deep down life is a journey. While others get to use autopilot and never know a trying moment they do not know how strength, patience and love shine through. So what has happened to you this Spring?