When your past vanishes, what happens to your future?
Candice and Jason Woodruff had everything going for them: a strong marriage, the family they’d dreamed of, and successful businesses. When they made their wedding vows, they promised to love each other through infinity and beyond…but Candice doesn’t remember making that vow. Candice doesn’t remember the last eighteen years.
After a medical emergency, Candice awakens to find herself a married mother of four. She’s surrounded by a loving family of strangers, but Candice struggles to claim an identity while learning to be a wife and mother.
Candice is no longer the same woman Jason fell in love with all those years ago. Can they learn to love each other in this new reality?
Through Infinity is one woman’s journey as she rediscovers the love of her husband and children. But will that new found love be strong enough to carry them through infinity and beyond…
Jason knew Candice’s biggest Christmas wish was to remember the past eighteen years. As Thanksgiving approached, Candice retreated further within herself. Jason enlist the help of their family and friends to grant Candice’s wish. Each wrote their cherished memories and sealed them in containers. The morning after Thanksgiving Candice awakened to find fifty numbered tins. When Christmas day arrived, will Candice be able to tell everyone thanks for the memories?
You and Daddy have made sure we understand that we are very blessed and that not everyone is so fortunate. We volunteer at the senior center, the day center Brian goes to on his days off, we help deliver Meals On Wheels, help make baby blankets, and lots of other things.
One day I asked you, how do you know when someone deserves help? You asked me, how do you know they don’t? I told you I didn’t know. You said, neither do I, but I believe it comes down to how you feel in your heart.
You asked me, when I took a present to a birthday party, did I expect the person receiving the gift to use the gift in a certain way? I thought about my answer for a while, then I said, sometimes I do, like if I give them a doll, I think they will play with it like I play with it. What if they want to be a beautician, like Aunt Meri, so they cut off all of the doll’s hair, would you be mad, you asked. I don’t know, I said.
It’s a hard one to figure out, I know, you told me, but I think you can apply the same thought to anything you give; if you aren’t giving without expectation, then you aren’t giving with a pure heart. That’s a hard thing for any of us to learn. It’s not for you to decide what the person receiving the gift should do with your gift. If you think they aren’t worthy of the gift and you can’t be happy if they do something different than you would, then you shouldn’t give the gift. It doesn’t matter if it’s a Christmas gift or you are giving money to someone who is homeless. You never know what that gift might mean to someone.
I used to worry that I could be enabling someone, who did things they shouldn’t, if I gave them money and they did something harmful to themselves, but you can’t worry about someone else’s decision. I know when I give a gift, I hope the person finds enjoyment in it, but I can’t define that enjoyment for them. Once I made peace with that, I received a lot more enjoyment out of giving a gift.
Your explanation made sense, and I’ve tried to remember when I do something for or give a gift to someone else. You encourage us to take to have an open heart and mind when it comes to every person and most animals; you draw the lines at reptiles, arachnids, and insects.
One day some words came to mind, so I wrote them down. Soon the words became sentences, which formed paragraphs, which, in turn, formed chapters. Before long, those words had become a book.
When I’m not reading or writing, I’m a wife, mother, and business owner. I’ve lived on the Gulf, East, and West Coasts, but as a born and raised Southern girl, my favorite will always be the Gulf Coast. There’s just no place like home…
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