To be treated with respect and dignity by those who know and like and love me. I expect that some people won't do this and those people I will avoid. I expect adequate sleep about 1/2 of the days of the week and not enough sleep the rest of the days, knowing I can handle what comes my way anyway. I expect to have my basic needs met daily and realize I am very fortunate that I don't have to be concerned about these things at least until now. I expect that some day this may not be true and I will get a taste of what it means to not have the basic necessities of life. Since I have been through many different kinds of hell for many different durations, I expect to have to do so again in the future as well. Case in point: my husband is dying of cancer and this will be a tough and miserable road. I fully expect to go through the grieving process and have my troubles coping but the Lord will be present for me and I will survive through his strength somehow. I have sons I expect to help through this process also. I expect they will help me as well.
I expect that will bring major change into our lives, as well as our significantly changing world in general and country more specifically. I expect to count on the Lord and rely on him regarding some rather extreme changes in economics, population, government and so very many other major areas of life. I expect Christians like myself may have to be careful about who knows we are Christians and what we say in public. It's a possibility. I expect to never disconnect from God, no matter what else changes. I expect global warming/climate change will never prove to be true but the money will land in the pockets of world leaders while we little people are poorer for the scam. I expect to live as well as possible despite my medical problems and I believe that will be quite well as long as there are pharmacies. I expect to give of myself to others in the best way I know how and in the way the Lord directs me until I can no longer do so. I expect to remain faithful to him until I die and to the spend eternity with him gloriously loving and praising him and singing songs of adoration and praise along with scores and scores of his angels and saints in a never ending chorus of such beauty that I cannot now imagine it.
Sorry to hear about your husband dying of cancer. My dad passed away from cancer several years ago... He was 92. Regarding being Christian, I'm sure your conscious effort praying to god will solve any personal and interpersonal problems, stresses or conflicts. Hang in there Sue.
Thank you. Do you have any pointers to share about losing someone so close? You could send me a private message if you want to since it would be off topic here. Even Christians need help grieving. And how the heck does everyone make the smiley faces?
Sue, it's a grieving process you have to go through. Denial. Anger. Bargaining. Depression. Acceptance. You need to think: Would my husband want me to continue being sad and depressed? The answer is no. We all go through this at one point or another. Remember, Sue, grieving is a very personal process as well, that has no time limit, nor one "right way" to do it. Smileys are created with a colon and end paranthesis.
At this stage in my life, I expect nothing and hope for much. My future is uncertain, but I can hope I will keep my spirits up in hard times, and always remember the small good things. That philosophy helped a lot when coming out of depression.
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