Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Looking forward...

...for someone who always loved planning the trip and looking forward to the wonders the upcoming phase of life might hold, almost as much as the trip itself....it is odd to find that looking forward has become uncomfortable.

As I try to explain, I must start with looking back. And I find comfort in the fact that I am truly able to say, 'I have no regrets.' That doesn't mean that I have done everything that I wanted to do. Nor have I done all things perfectly, but I am assured that whatever I have committed myself to, I gave it my all, with energy, enthusiasm, and hard work. Of this I am glad. I am proud that a little girl from Alabama with big dreams has been able to see so much of the world, attained a masters in nursing, took care of children in a way that she always wanted to, and created a family of her own. I am so grateful to whatever force that drove me, the professors at UAB who aided me, and my family who supported me through my last 2 semesters rolled into one that allowed me to finish my PNP degree at a time when I was not at all sure what would happen next. My ability to do my work has been a great joy for me and hopefully some small help to the children and families who allow me to be a part of their lives. I am beyond grateful for Brent and Fred and Rose. How I was so lucky to share my life with such wonderful, funny, kind, brilliant, and caring people I will never know. I am not ready to leave, but when I must, I am forever grateful that I got to see Rosie hitting her stride at Georgia Tech, having no doubts that the world will be forever changed in the best possible way by her busy, creative spirit. I have seen Fred, my little chubby, spitty, dumpling of a baby grow into a wonderful man. A person to whom others look for help, for fun, for a steady caring hand. I am certain he will find his place and lead others with his innate gentleness, humor, and grace. I am blessed to have been witness to the creation of two incredible adults.

I am content to have made it this far. So many, do not "come within sight of the castle of their dreams." I know. I beat the odds to have made it this far, and to have had such a beautiful ride along the way is a fortune beyond measure. Yet, I am greedy still. I would like to see graduations, and small joys, and even be there when disappointments come...as they always will. But, I don't know what will happen. And while that is true for all of us, I guess I do feel there is more room to question here. A few years ago, I would think about the kids being gone, and how much I was bound to miss them, but how neat it would be to have time with Brent and all the things we would be able to do together. But now that it is here...I have a hard time allowing myself to dream, to plan the trip. It is hard to buy a pair of pants...who do I know who could use a size 4 tall?! I can't stand the thought of wasting them!!! It is hard to arrange to have your teeth cleaned. I mean, that could be a waste of time and money, if you end up dealing with other things....and you spend so much time at doctor's offices anyway. On the other hand, getting things done for others seems very pressing. I want to be sure that certain things are accomplished, acquired, set up....in case I am not able to do it later. I guess this sounds rather strange. But it is my world these days.

Yet, Brent perseveres despite my protestations, as he has always done. Though we had known each other for over 4 years, we did not go on our first date until June 14. (Shockingly enough, we went running together! I wonder how many miles we have run together since!) Shortly after, he invited me to go to the Pediatric Intensive Care conference that was being held in October in San Fransisco with him. I politely declined, thinking that there was NO WAY I was flying across the country with this weird little man in couple of months!!!! We were married on August 26, that same summer. Toward the end of September, he brought me an envelope. Within were 2 tickets to San Francisco. Incredulously, I asked when he had acquired them. "When I asked you," he replied. (Not really sure, even today, how I feel about being a foregone conclusion!!! Crazy man!!!) I obviously went and had a glorious time. Now, 22 years later, he's done it again. We are going to the Pediatric Conference in San Francisco in October. (This time I agreed to go from the start.) Each day is a little bitter sweet. And I am trying. I have told my kids their entire lives..."Live each day as though there will be no other, and you will have no regrets." I am not entirely pleased with my every move on every day...but that has been my guiding mantra. And so it will have to be, even more so now. I did get the pants...for San Francisco. I'll call the dentist tomorrow.

5 comments:

  1. You've done tons of very cool stuff and helped so many! I'm very proud to be your sister.

    I get the "looking forward" discomfort. But...while you say it so eloquently...I describe it as... trying not to freak compeletly out when another day goes by!

    I love you so much! Kik

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  2. "Live each day as though there will be no other, and you will have no regrets."

    Good advice for us all!

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  3. Too sweet, to the two best sisters in the world. Ever yours, no matter.

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  4. I love you mommy! Have A blast in San Francisco and buy another pair of size 4 jeans!

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  5. OK punkin! But, I'm really excited about finding a special girl a special skirt in China Town! ILY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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