I used to pray that it would all go away. That Makenna would be somehow magically cured. That her spine would miraculously straighten and never sway again. That it was all a bad dream - or a mistake.
And I spend a long time being angry, and stuck at WHY?
But now, in the quiet of the chapel...all I prayed for was strength. God grant me the strength to handle whatever comes our way. Help me to be the rock Makenna needs. Whatever the doctor says... give me the strength to hear it. And grant Makenna the disposition she needs to flourish in her life. Help her to accept what lies ahead for her; whatever that may be.
I used to pray for change. Now I pray for strength.