On the other hand....

There are, and always will be, two sides to every story.  I see this every day when I interact with the people that come in and out of my life.  I love people.  They are so interesting.  I love learning about their story and what brought them to the point that they are in on their journey.  You know what I see that's not unique to any single person? Disappointment.  They are disappointed in circumstances, who they are, who they know, the weather, you name it.  You know what else I love? Two-sided people.  These are people who I meet who are disappointed, yet are able to see another side to their disappointment.  You see them pelted by the storms of life, yet they still radiate joy.  I'm not talking about jumping up and down cartwheels kinda joy.  It's the kinda joy that makes you want to be around them.

You know who is one of those people?  My husband.  No, it's not about to get gushy, don't worry. :)  I just am so thankful for his two sidedness I wanted to share.  You see, if anyone could be disappointed with the way things have played out it would be him.  I don't want him to always be known as Josh who had the accident because honestly he is so much more.  But, regardless, that was an event that forever changed his life.  He isn't always able to do everything he would like to because of some changes that have happened in body and mind.  See, I didn't know him before his accident, so the Josh I know now is Josh.  Period.  What I do know is that I see how he reacts to life despite the fact that he knows he is not the same.  And let me tell you.  It's two sided and it's wonderful.  He does get disappointed at times....after all he isn't super human.  But the thing is he's very two sided about such things.  When his memory gets the best of him, he stops and thanks God that at least God knows what he's trying to remember and he trusts that God will help him.  He has to write everything down and put everything into his phone.  It's a lot of work, but he's just thankful he has the technology to do so.  When he has to repeat himself because someone doesn't understand what he's saying.... He punches them.  Juuuuust kidding.  Wanted to be sure you are paying attention. ;) He repeats himself.  He doesn't get impatient.  His two sidedness has rubbed off on me.  I am thankful for him giving me different perspectives on things that are going on in my life.  At times it can be annoying.  I'm not gonna lie. :)  Because sometimes you don't always want to think of a brighter side.  But on the other hand....it's good if you do. 

You have turned my mourning into joyful dancing. You have taken away my clothes of mourning and clothed me with joy.
Psalms 30:11