I have a few of those memories. I called upon my favorite today while things were increasing in intensity at work... true story.... My son was eight years old when I was diagnosed with Breast Cancer. I did my best to tell him as honestly as I could what was going on without scaring him or telling him too much. No one brought him to the hospital to visit me and by the fourth day he was getting pretty anxious. He called me up on the phone. "Mommy, daddy can't bring me to the hospital tonight because he has a meeting. Can you help me find a ride?" I carefully explained through my morphine fog that he didn't need to visit, but he insisted, "I promised." I acquiesced and promised to call a friend. I promptly fell asleep. He called back and I told him not to worry about it and went back to sleep. A little time had passed when he came bounding into the hospital room and leaped onto the bed. I looked up and saw my friend who told me two hours ago that she had to take her son to hockey practice and couldn't bring him to the hospital. When I looked at her she said, "He called me up crying because he didn't want to break his promise to you." I looked at him, brushed my hand through his hair and never forgot that moment.
This is one of my favorite memories - my hand, in his hair, on that day. Some things should never be different and you can't predict how they will be at all. Those good memories are as perfect as they are unpredictable. I love recording them and this is NOT something I would ever do differently.
I laughed and laughed tonight at my Jewelry Making Class. (something new) I went with two friends that really make me laugh from a deep place and it was magnificent. New memories -
So tonight as I put together my review and look at the positive aspects of my day - I am smiling from ear to ear. Thank you for all the wonderful people, places and events of my life.
awwwwwwwwwwwwwww
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