Still thinking. Still amazed! We went to Mirror Lake in Duschene County, Utah and stopped in the picturesque town of Kamas. Walked into Subway looking for food and found healing. Little one was running in the lobby and husband ordering...Me? Trying to catch her for a finger poke. Instantly, this lady who had already commented on how cute my little one was, literally ran to me and hugged me. A total stranger. In a place I had never been before. I will probably never see her again. She immediately said: "I have two! It's hard. But it will all be okay." And just like that, she gave me the gift of healing, of knowing that as dark and alone my personal wilderness seems, God sends angels. She knew! She knew because she had lived through this unimaginable journey that only the mother of a diabetic toddler understands. It was not: "I cant imagine how hard it is! Or I am sorry." Or some demeaning comment paraphrased or masqueraded with empathy. She didn't react like my daughter is a victim or is damaged. She understood, had lived it and gave me hope. Her youngest was 3 when he was diagnosed. Her oldest one was already in his late teens early 20s. I told Siani: "Look! We found a part of our sweet family! More sweet people with magic numbers!' This lady, who felt like she was a long time friend, crouched down with open arms to hug my little one. Siani ran into her arms as if it were some kind of reunion. She held her while I checked Siani's blood sugar levels. Siani smiled at the young people accompanying this angel that had just touched our life so deeply. She walked up to them to talk to them. What a serene, peaceful, joyous interaction with a spice of euphoric emotion...we knew! It felt like we had been engulfed by a bubble that only we understood. We spoke that language. We "got it"! From the ordering line, Jared, my husband lifted his insulin pump to let them know he was "my other one." It felt like a joyous reunion; like we had known each other before and had been separated briefly.
Life lesson learned: Healing comes in different ways and from different places when we MOST needed it...it comes and will continue to come. Our battle against physiological and emotional challenges will not cease. We will continue to move forward and onward with Christ by our side. But it made me feel so privileged to know that God had sent me a living, palpable, solid witness that He knows me. He has me in his perfect heart. He watches over me. He knows when I need a fellow imperfect being to serve as my ministering angel. An angel that knows! I know He knows my struggles. He chose to remind me that He has other children that face the battle with diabetes, just like my baby girl and my husband. He has answered my heart's prayer that He chooses some of His children to continue to live in faith and inmoveable acceptance, looking towards Christ, who knows all of our pain. He knows! He sent her to remind me that He does.
I will never forget this lady and her embrace that touched me straight to the marrow of my bones. Nothing like an "I know" from someone who actually does. What a contrast with the empty comments and failed attempts to make things better. What a contrast with the confusion the world and the worldly offer. What a witness of peace and an invitation to allow our will be swallowed by His. We will be okay. We will grow and be strengthened through this weakness. But we will, because He who knows all pains, touched me with his healing hands through a stranger who I know now was my personal ministering angel, on this day.
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