Tilting the Lens

I have spent much of my life worrying about many useless things.
One thing that I worry about now is what kind of legacy am I making
for my kids? Will they look back at their childhood and just think, "Oh.
Mom was sick a lot".  Will this experience mar their lives much?  Will it
make them wish our life was more "normal"?

But then I think, what if I tilt the lens? What if I look at this from a different
angle. Like turning a prism until the light that comes out is not white, but rainbow.

Maybe, just maybe, instead of my children looking back and seeing an ill mother,
they will look back and see a warrior. Someone who faced some crappy news more
than once and did not crawl into a hole. Who came at it straight on and said, "It's
okay to be frightened, and it's okay to be angry, and it's okay to think this is totally
unfair. But let's figure out how to get through this". I think this is what I want them
to remember from this experience. How to deal with life when life just plain stinks.

And I hope that if I can continue to just tilt that lens a bit, I can continue to look
at the hopeful side of things.