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"Time flies when you're having fun."

"Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today. Let us begin." -Mother Teresa

"We can gain experience from the past, but we can't relive it; and we can hope for the future, but we don't know if there is one.” 

"Time is an illusion." -Albert Einstein

“How did it get so late so soon? It's night before it's afternoon. December is here before it's June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?” -Dr. Seuss

"Do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble." -Matthew 6:34

If you can't tell, I've been a bit preoccupied lately. Between school work, essays, tests, Sigma Phi Lambda, spending time growing in the Lord, going to church, fellowshipping with my wonderfully amazing friends, and fitting in sleep, breathing treatments, time to fix pills and port accesses, I've been running around like a crazy woman the past month. Somedays, I wonder where my spring semester of my sophomore year has gone! However, I wouldn't trade this semester for anything. I've learned so much about myself, my God, and my friends. I am beginning to understand what it means to trust God in everything and to give up on being a control freak. I am seeing God's plan for my life unfold, one step at a time, and it is so exhilarating. 

Because of my trust in my Lord, I'm slowly starting to give up my worrying about the future. That is hard for me to do because I am such a typical Type A personality--driven, responsible, organized, a perfectionist. Let's be honest, worrying is one of the biggest problems in my spiritual walk. No doubt from the world's perspective, I have a lot to worry about-staying healthy being number 1 most often. However, what good does worrying do? CF can cause you to go into a panicky-existance, if you let it. Not to mention the fact that when you worry, you inadvertently tell God that He isn't big enough to handle your situation. In case you didn't know, THAT'S FALSE. 

This article, The Way I've Worried, is an article from the New York Times from the perspective of a woman who married a man with CF. While their marriage was cut short due to his death, the author has an interesting view on what she learned from her husband's life. When you have the time, I encourage you to read her article. I like the following quote she wrote describing her husband's attitude: "He had a tendency to cut through small talk, hospital red tape, indecision, regret — his internal compass set against wasting time." Don't we CF patients know this very, very well. 


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